A couple years ago I created a sort of prototype invention. I made 1000 of them and sold them for $10 bucks each, just enough to cover the cost of production and the year of work that went into making it. No profits, by design, I just wanted to gauge whether my ideas had any “value” in the human world.
Anyway that whole thing was soon forgotten and I moved on to bigger, better and more catastrophic projects, stuff that I never sprung on the world because it was never perfect. I lost touch with any sense of “value” I had in the world, aside from whatever meaningless shit jobs I took on the side to pay the bills. Hardly a justification for living.
Well today I happened to search ebay to see if any of my old inventions were still in circulation on the used market. There’s a few, sellers are asking between $250 and $500. One sold last month for $300.
There it is. My validation. I swear that’s all I need. I don’t want the fucking money, I never did (and anyone with half a brain and a healthy dedication to greed could’ve made a fortune off me because I’d do it all for free).
Which just goes how fucked in the head I am, how I’m not cut out to survive because I don’t want the 1 thing that everyone else wants: cash. At least I feel validated. For today.
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What did you make? I am glad they are successful.