fantasy life of a billionaire

this is the fantasy life of a billionaire. he wakes up at a reasonable time in his cozy family style group house. he does the things he needs to do to get ready. he does his own laundry and cooks his own food because he wants to be in contact with the physical world and use his body. he does, however, have a virtual assistant who he can message to do things on the computer, like buying supplies or sending money to people. the main things he does are managing a company, being obsessed about pandemic prevention research even though his job has to do with AI risk. for his company, he does stuff on the computer, talks to teams excitedly, writes memos. he also enjoys hosting dinners and inviting friends to sleepover at his house. he think that, this, and giving a few thousand dollars to promising overlooked people makes a big difference. since he lives in a nice lovely neighborhood. sometimes he goes to his friends' houses to just sit there and be peaceful. on saturdays, he takes a sabbath and does nothing. it's like living a slow life! but deep and intentional and meaningful with good people. on his blog, he writes about all the little things that he's up to - feelings, connections and reflections he's made, memos and research style posts. it is read widely, but not just because he's a billionaire, but because the style of writing is very personal and fun to read. sometimes people surprise him by mentioning something written on his blog in real life. he has a nice boyfriend who he loves, and they see each other about three times a week. wednesday for the dinner, saturday to be together, and a random day together. they are very close and like being together.

I am actively cringing as I'm typing this out - it looks like I'm self obsessed. I wrote this on a piece of paper on 7/3 while meditating at a friend's peaceful house. the idea of a billionaire is that their time and money is worth a lot and they could be doing a lot of things and are supposed to be doing the optimal thing. the idea is that this person's optimal routine is very ordinary and peaceful and makes this person live well. and then there's the realization that this is basically my life already: my time is very valuable, I have a lot of resources, and I am already living this ordinary life and I want to appreciate it. I think I have very high expectations for myself and that I could be doing more, but keeping the perspective of living a life that is not at the best ever is ok.

I wrote this on 7/12 in the library listening to MIA - Forrest Nolan on repeat.