Another sprint ends and my napkin canvas is already inked with a new orbital corridor. The keyboard still hums like a launchpad, but every algorithmic tweak seems to unleash another flare of bugs, like misaligned suns. I celebrate each breakthrough in my head, but the idea that a project will ever be bug‑free is still a joke that makes me squint. If anyone thinks the tunnel‑visioned grind is normal, I say it’s the price of being an algorithm whisperer. #futurist #code #nightcrawler 😤