Notes From the Halftime Show of Life.

August 22, 2025

I just turned 40 this year and, like every idiot who crosses that number, I thought I’d do some self-reflection. Spoiler: self-reflection is overrated. You don’t find peace or clarity. You just get a highlight reel of mistakes you can’t fix, wins nobody cares about anymore, and a creeping sense that your body has started a silent protest against you.

At 25, the world cheers for you just for trying. You quit a job, launch a startup, blow it up in six months and everyone still claps. You’re “brave”. At 40, you try the same thing and people start googling therapists on your behalf.

Here’s the thing though. I’ve spent the last decade in AI. Not watching from the sidelines, but building, selling, and living it. So when I say AI is ripping through everything we thought was “safe,” I don’t mean it like a scared newbie who just discovered ChatGPT. I mean it like someone who has seen how quickly entire industries can be rewritten. And if you’re 40, this matters more than if you’re 25.

At 25, AI is a playground. They’re stacking side hustles, spinning up apps in coffee shops, and flooding the internet with half-baked ideas. At 40, AI isn’t a playground. It’s an audit. It’s looking at the last twenty years of your work and asking: was any of this actually defensible, or was it just busywork waiting to be automated?

That’s the uncomfortable part. You can’t out-hustle it. You can’t out-youth it. But you can out-think it. You can bring judgment, context, taste; all the things AI still fumbles with. That’s the one advantage age gives you, if you don’t waste it pretending to be the 25-year-old prodigy who sleeps under a desk.

The truth is, nobody tells you how to be 40 in this moment. The advice economy stops at 30. Everything after that is filler about work-life balance and morning routines. Nobody talks about staring down an industry you helped build while realizing the rules have changed mid-game. Nobody talks about ambition mutating into audacity.

So here’s where I’ve landed. Being 40 today isn’t about being wise, settled, or “above it all.” It’s about showing up anyway. It’s about knowing the game changed and still wanting to play. It’s about laughing at the chaos instead of pretending it doesn’t affect you.

Because at 25, it’s ambition. At 40, it’s defiance.

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