I don’t fully know what’s going on with me lately — but it feels like life switched into Developer Mode. I’m walking down the street and suddenly the train, the traffic, the techno beats… they all start sounding like they’re sending me voice notes from another dimension. Sometimes even in the voice of my bro Mike (miss you, you glorious mf). And then the numbers start showing up like they’re trying to flirt with me: 5:55, 3:33, 1:11, 7.77€ at the supermarket… Bro, at this point I expect my to...