Selective energy is a thing
It’s not that I don’t have energy.
It’s that my energy has… priorities.
If you ask me to reply to a text? My brain says, “meh, maybe later.”
If you suggest we research the migration habits of penguins, the history of abandoned theme parks, or the engineering of coffee machines?
Suddenly, I’m an unstoppable force.
It’s not laziness.
It’s interest-based battery life.
It’s the neurospicy way of conserving power for the things that spark joy, curiosity, or hyperfocus.
So yes, I can deep dive for hours into a niche topic.
No, I might not answer your message right away.
It’s not you. It’s my wiring.
And maybe my caffeine.
