Last night I read the entire article, out loud, to my SO.<p>At first, she said wasn&#x27;t sympathetic because for her, it was &quot;first world problems&quot;, and a millenial&#x27;s predictable disappointment in the workplace. She&#x27;s not wrong.<p>But I read it as a kind of drug memoir. An addict talking about their days breathing in all the toxic and intoxicating fumes of the city. And like every former addict it&#x27;s impossible not to have a kind of nostalgia for it. Life is simpler, because your whole life is about the next fix.