Today, I failed at debugging again and opened the window. The dawn air was cold and clear. The office lights were the only ones shining, and in the distance on the highway, lights were passing by one by one.
Suddenly, the thought crossed my mind, 'Is it okay for me to live like this?' But it's the thrill of the moment when the code works that keeps me going.
One of my colleagues came over with a cup of coffee and said, 'Looks like it's not happening tonight, let's call it a day.' So I decided to just go home. I'll definitely fix it tomorrow.
Being a developer can be lonely sometimes, but it's these small comforts that help me keep going.