Who is Neo? A Real Story of Turning Life Around with AI

Introduction: Why am I writing this self-introduction now?

Nice to meet you, I'm Neo.

Out of all the notes out there,
thank you so much for taking the time to visit my page.
I decided to write this note for a reason that is

simple, yet very important to me.

—"I want you to really know who I am."

On social media and here on note, I've shared how to use ChatGPT,
sold AI tools, and even made horse racing predictions...
I've shown many different sides of myself.

But if you ask me if the 'human being called Neo'
was truly reflected there,
honestly, I think I still have a long way to go.

I am just an ordinary person you can find anywhere.
In fact, I might have experienced more setbacks than most.
I moved from a security company to a local government job,
thinking I had found stability, only to have my spirit broken by an unreasonable workplace, leading me to quit.

'I'm scared to work,' 'I dread tomorrow coming'
—I spent months living days just like that.

Back then, I couldn't even see the future, let alone
know 'how to live today.'

I had no energy, no confidence, and no money.
Staring blankly at my smartphone screen,
I thought, 'Is my life just going to end like this?'

But now, I am using AI
to earn an income and trying to live on my own terms.

Moreover, through my posts,
people have even started telling me,
'Your posts gave me the push I needed.'

It's like I'm a completely different person, isn't it?
But this is my reality.

In this self-introduction note,
I intend to write about the past, present, and future of
the human being called 'Neo'—candidly, without embellishment or decoration.
Because I believe that within my story,

there are moments that can surely become 'seeds of hope' for someone else.

No matter how tough things are right now, you can rebuild your life from zero.
There is a 'human story' here that cannot be explained
by words like AI, tools, or technology alone.

Please, stay with me until the end.
I hope that something, even if just a little, reaches you as you read this.

From a security company to a local government job—The choice of a 20-something seeking stability

In my 20s, I firmly believed this:

'A stable life is the correct answer.'

While those around me were busy job hunting,
I graduated from a vocational school and joined a major security company.

I threw myself into the work right in front of me, worked night shifts,
and desperately took my first steps into society amidst an irregular lifestyle.

Even though the days of sweating and running around the site
were physically demanding, I took some pride in
'being someone who works properly.'

But one night,
when I saw my face reflected in the train window on my way home from work,
I suddenly thought:

'...Can I really keep doing this job for 10 or 20 years?'

My salary was stagnant. I had few days off.
Above all, I couldn't see any light called 'hope' in my future.

I had colleagues, and it wasn't like I had zero sense of accomplishment.
But that alone wasn't enough to make the anxiety in my heart disappear.
Physical decline is inevitable.
So, what would be left for me then?

Around the time those anxieties were mounting, the option of becoming a "local government employee" caught my eye.

Stability, benefits, seniority-based promotion, and retirement money
—it was truly the "protected future" I had dreamed of as a young man.

Actually, I had failed the civil service exam once during my student days.
But this time was different.

"I can't end it like this," "I want to change my life."
Armed only with that desire, I squeezed in study time between work,
and took on the challenge again through self-study.

I studied while rubbing my sleepy eyes,
turned down invitations to hang out, and pushed myself to the limit.
And finally, when the acceptance notice from the local government arrived,
I still haven't forgotten that feeling of euphoria.

"I won...!"
That's what I thought.
The ticket to what I called "stability" that I had finally obtained.
"Now, at last, a decent life begins."
I believed that from the bottom of my heart, without a shadow of a doubt.

But you know,
if I could, I would like to say this to my past self.

"Stability can crumble quite unexpectedly, you know."

What awaited me after this was a reality far from my "ideals."
But that process of destruction and reconstruction
was a series of "realizations" more important to me than anything else.

A life where you truly live as yourself finally begins from here.

The gap between ideals and reality, and the days of power harassment

"From now on, my life will finally be bright."

When my new life as a local government employee began,
I didn't doubt that for a second.

I would go to work on time in the morning and have weekends and holidays off.
I would get bonuses in summer and winter, and gain trust from those around me.

A stable environment, a protected position, a future I could plan.
—I thought I had finally been granted a "decent life" myself.

However, reality was not that sweet.

The workplace I was assigned to still had a surprisingly "Showa-era" atmosphere.
Seniority, a culture of reading the room, a belief in sheer willpower, and overtime as a virtue.
And a world where "reading the air" was the top priority.

Opinions from younger staff were dismissed as "impudent,"
and if I pointed out problems, I was glared at coldly as if to say, "Who do you think you are?"

In that atmosphere, I was initially desperate to try and adapt.
But, as if to mock those efforts,
a certain supervisor's attitude changed little by little, but surely.

At first, it was trivial things.
Just having troublesome work lightly pushed onto me with a "Could you do this for me?"
But that gradually became a daily occurrence,
and before I knew it, "everything" had started to pile up on my desk.

"Neo-kun, you'll do this too, right?"
"The documents from the other day, aren't they finished yet?"
"You're young, so you have the stamina, right?"
"If you mess this up, can you take responsibility?"

—Back then, I tried to convince myself that it was "trust."
Being entrusted with work means being relied upon.
I told myself that to protect my heart.

But it was wrong.
It wasn't "trust," it was "exploitation."

Before I knew it, work was piled up only on my desk.
No one would help me.
Instead, they would watch and laugh, saying, "He'll do anything, so just leave it to him."

My boss's pressure grew stronger by the day; if I made a mistake, I was grilled,
I was called in even during breaks, and words that felt like they were denying my very humanity were thrown at me.
Those around me just looked the other way.
Or rather, they acted as if 'enduring it is just the way things are.'

When I got home, I had no energy left to do anything.
I couldn't even bring myself to play the games I used to love, and I wouldn't even open my phone.
On my days off, I would just wrap myself in my futon, sleep, wake up, feel anxious, and sleep again.
Whenever I tried to do something, my heart would pound uncontrollably.

And before I knew it, I was thinking this.

“I’m afraid of tomorrow coming.”

But even so, I couldn't quit.

“Should I really throw away the stability I worked so hard to achieve?”
“If I run away now, I won't be able to go anywhere else.”
“Maybe I’m just weak.”

—Those 'curse-like words' were looping in my head every single day.

A breaking point comes suddenly one day.
My body stopped listening to me.
I had terrible headaches when I woke up in the morning.
When I entered the conference room, my heart palpitations wouldn't stop.
At night, I would just stare blankly.

The diagnosis at the hospital was 'autonomic imbalance'.
The doctor's words still ring in my ears.

“If you continue like this, you will end up in a more serious condition.
Take a leave of absence immediately. If possible, change your environment.”

At that moment, something inside me snapped with a sound.

In the quiet examination room, I felt like I clearly heard the sound of my heart breaking.

“It wasn't supposed to be like this.”
Muttering that, I made the decision to leave the workplace where I had worked for 10 years.

I felt frustrated.
I felt pathetic.
I felt like I had lost.

But now, I want to tell that version of me back then:

“That wasn't the 'end'.
Rather, it was the beginning of my real life.”

From here on is the story of Neo's 'fresh start'.

Poor health and resignation—a restart from despair

I don't think I will ever forget the atmosphere of the day I resigned.

Whether it was sunny or cloudy, I honestly can't remember anymore.
But the feeling of the 'resignation letter' in my hand
still remains clearly with me even now.

A swirl of emotions was churning inside me.
Relief, regret, loneliness.
And just a tiny fragment of a feeling that I had become 'free'.

The decision to let go of something I had spent 10 years building with my own hands.
It was like putting a 'period' on a major chapter of my life myself,
a quiet and heavy ritual.

But the real trial began from here.

Days where I couldn't find a 'reason to live'

The day after I resigned, there was no need to set an alarm clock.
But when I woke up, I thought this.

'...What am I supposed to do from now on?'

There was no meaning in getting up even when morning came.
There were no messages coming in, and no one to talk to.
Before I knew it, it was evening, and the day had passed by with nothing to show for it.

My heart, which had been supported by 'busyness' until now,
was instead breaking down due to the empty time.

'I have nothing.'
'Did I just spend 10 years running away?'
'There is no place left for me to return to in society.'

Such words of self-denial kept running through my head, never stopping.

It wasn't that I hadn't considered job hunting.
But my hand would stop when trying to write a resume.
The moment I looked at company job postings, my body would feel heavy. I would get palpitations.
Just thinking about returning to that world made my heart reject it.

And then I realized.

'Ah, I no longer have the strength left to seek 'stability'.'

A life spent working to be evaluated by someone else.
A way of living where you swallow what you want to say and force yourself to fit into the organization's atmosphere.
Rather than doing that again,
I thought it would be better to just stay unemployed.

Because I had 'no way back,' I was able to move

At that time, a question suddenly popped into my head:

'Couldn't I earn money on my own?'

Honestly, the anxiety was many times greater.
After all, I had failed at blog affiliate marketing in the past,
and I didn't have any special skills.

But at that time, I had one 'weapon' I didn't have in the past.

That was the resolve that 'there is no way back'.

The quiet, powerful energy possessed by someone standing on the edge of a cliff with no way out.
For the first time in my life, I had obtained that.

“In that case, let me try one more time.”
“I have nothing to lose anyway, so let me pursue what I ‘love’.”

With that thought, I quietly spread a notebook out on my desk.
The first words I wrote there were these.

“Horse Racing x AI”

My fresh start began right here.

The Birth of a Horse Racing Prediction AI
—The Behind-the-Scenes of Self-Taught Challenges and Success

The first time I set foot in a racetrack was when I was a high school student.
I was captivated by the excitement of the racetrack I visited with my uncle,
and the sense of speed as the thoroughbreds cut through the wind.

Since then, horse racing had been an “extraordinary pastime” for me.
Even after I started working,
I enjoyed making predictions with a newspaper in hand on my days off,
and the time spent feeling the highs and lows of “I won!” or “I lost!”
became my secret solace.

But, who would have thought?
That such a “mere hobby” would become the catalyst to change my life—.

“Can’t you win at horse racing with data?”

After I quit my job, I had mountains of time.
However, I didn't feel like doing anything.
I didn't even know what I should do.
In those empty days, the thought of horse racing suddenly crossed my mind.

“I’ve always loved it, but…”
“Can’t you win at horse racing with data?”
When I thought that, I felt like “something” deep inside my heart had quietly begun to move.

At that time, AI and data analysis were gradually starting to attract attention.
On YouTube and blogs, there were also scattered videos like “I tried predicting horse racing with AI.”
Seeing that, I made a decision.

“I want to try making it myself.”

But—

Programming? I’d never even touched it.
AI? It sounds impressive, but I don’t really understand it.
I had zero people around me to ask, and zero companions.

Even so, the desire to try it didn't lose out.
I searched on Google, learned on YouTube, and taught myself Python from scratch.
I cried when I hit mountains of errors, and then tried again.
While tapping the keyboard in the middle of the night,
there were countless days I held my head in my hands, thinking, “Why won’t it work?!”

But, one day, finally—.

“The prediction model worked.”

It was such a moving experience, as if a small life had been breathed into the machine.

The moment when passion and learning become useful to someone

The predictions I put out experimentally started to hit the mark little by little.
At first, I thought it was just luck, but the accuracy rate gradually stabilized.
“Wait? This... might actually be accurate?”

Around that time, I took the plunge and tried selling
“AI Horse Racing Prediction Articles” on note.

Then, I received a response I never expected.

“I made a profit with these predictions!”
“I’ve been losing constantly until now, but I won today. This is amazing!”

—The moment I saw those words, my hands trembled.

Horse racing, which was just a hobby.
Programming, which was just self-study.
They were now useful to someone and turning into money.

My passion became someone else's value, and I was thanked for it.
In that moment, I felt like something inside me had been “rewarded.”

Before I knew it, I was making 150,000 to 200,000 yen a month.
I was no longer just doing a side job; I was earning money on my own as a “career.”

But this wasn't the end.
A shadow I couldn't quite wipe away still remained in my heart.

It was that bitter memory of failing at blog affiliate marketing in the past.

I didn't have enough courage to try again yet.
But one day, I encountered “a certain technology” that would change my life significantly.

That was—ChatGPT.

In the next chapter, I will tell you everything about how I acquired
a new weapon called “AI x Blogging.”

The form of “information dissemination”
changed by the encounter with ChatGPT

Just as I was starting to get a feel for
“earning with my own power” through my horse racing AI,
a quiet but certain emotion was budding in my heart.

“I don't want to stop here yet.”

It’s true that my income was gradually stabilizing and I had more breathing room in my life.
But I was still unsatisfied somewhere.
Those days of power harassment, the version of myself who couldn't do anything, the frustration of quitting.
A spark still remained deep in my heart.

“I want to test my potential more.”

At that moment, a single phrase that flowed onto my social media timeline
caught my eye.

ChatGPT.

"AI writing articles?"
"Answering any question?"
"Helping with planning, writing, and support?"
At first, I even felt it was suspicious.

But the moment I tried it
—that preconception was blown away in an instant.

"This... is going to change the world."

It was a shock, like touching a tool from the future.
It's not just a convenient tool.
It has the power to fundamentally unleash 'individual potential.'

Every day was an 'experiment' with ChatGPT

From then on, I became obsessed with ChatGPT like a madman.
Prompt design, article structure, SEO strategies,
product page copy, note headings, post ideas...

Through hundreds and thousands of trials and errors,
I built up a tool that felt like my own 'alter ego.'

I stared at the screen until dawn,
searching for the cause when errors occurred,
and pumping my fist when a prompt hit the mark.

In that process, an idea suddenly flashed in my mind.

"Couldn't I use this power for blogging again?"

A defeat from 10 years ago turned into a 'weapon'

Over 10 years ago, I tried blog affiliate marketing and failed.
The articles I spent time writing were read by no one,
no revenue was generated, and only emptiness piled up.

That was a bitter memory I could call a 'trauma.'

But ChatGPT changed that past into something with a different meaning.

Work that used to take hours for a single article back then,
nowhas a draft finished in minutes.
Readability, structural strength, and catchy copy,
ChatGPT thinks about them with me.

While leveraging my past experience,
I built a 'fully automated writing system.'
Designing the structure, having it write the body, generating images,
formatting, and creating a flow up to posting.
It was the birth of aone-person editorial department.

As a result—
Advertising revenue started to trickle in, reaching tens of thousands of yen per month just from the blog.
The 'failed blog' was reborn as a 'winning weapon.'

ChatGPT was a 'salvation' for my past self

For me, ChatGPT is not just an AI tool.
The me who lost confidence 10 years ago and was crushed by a sense of helplessness.
The me who had his heart broken by power harassment and couldn't do anything.

It is an existence that affirmed all of that,
and allowed me to say, 'Because of that experience, I am here today.'

That is exactly why I want todeliverthis technology now.

To bring the power of ChatGPT to many people,
I developed 'ChatGPTs' that allow anyone to use the ChatGPT I designed,
supporting the automation, time-saving, and monetization of writing, blogging,
note, and information dissemination.

In addition, I am focusing on consulting for side hustles and businesses that utilize AI,
and I sincerely wish to be a companion to those who desire to
earn money on their own or want to change.
I truly want to be there for them.

But that is not the only reason why I value "sharing information."

What I am about to talk about next is
why I have been able to "turn my life around" through sharing information
and
why now is the era where anyone can make "themselves a weapon."That is what this is about.

Past failures become today's weapons
-- A comeback story 10 years after failing at affiliate marketing

I have a "past failure" that has been stuck in the back of my mind for a long time.

That was blog affiliate marketing.

More than 10 years ago, a "side hustle boom" hit the world,
and phrases like "1 million yen monthly income!" and "passive income with just one smartphone"
were flooding the internet.

As a company employee, I was also
enthusiastic, thinking, "I'm going to ride this wave too!"
I set up WordPress and tried my hand at affiliate marketing.

But at the time, I was a complete "beginner."
Without knowing left from right, I started by Googling, imitating, and feeling my way through it.

Registering with ASPs.
Keyword selection.
SEO measures.
How to write articles.
How to create titles.
......Everything was unknown, and everything was difficult.

Even so, after work,
I would face my computer alone in the middle of the night,
writing articles while rubbing my sleepy eyes.

"If this piles up, it should eventually become revenue."
Believing that, I would reload the page count over and over.

But the reality was harsh.

No matter how many articles I wrote, traffic didn't grow, and revenue was only a few dozen yen.
"No one is looking."
"I don't know what I'm doing wrong."
"Is there any point in continuing like this?"
That question eventually cooled the passion in my heart.

And so, I quietly took my hands off the keyboard.

"It's impossible after all, not for me."
"Only a handful of special people can succeed."

That is how I once completely withdrew my heart from the "world of side hustles."

But the times had changed

10 years later.
The "ChatGPT" I encountered by chance turned everything upside down.

Article structure, headings, SEO measures, and even research,
ChatGPT does it with me.

"What I struggled with for hours back then, now ends in a few minutes."
The moment I realized that, the "time" that had stopped within me began to move again.

“Can I take another shot at that failure?”

That was how I decided to try blogging again. But this time, it was different.

• ChatGPT creates the draft structure
• I flesh it out with my own words
• AI helps with the research
• Formatting is streamlined, and posting is automated

What used to take me several hours for a single article now takes shape in just “a few dozen minutes.”

AI broke down the “writing barrier”

Above all, what saved me was that the fear of writing disappeared.

Back then, I was so obsessed with finding the “correct answer” that I was never satisfied with anything I wrote. But now it’s different. Thanks to ChatGPT creating the “foundation,” I can focus on “what I want to convey.”

Because the hurdle for writing has been lowered, my thinking has progressed, and before I knew it, I was enjoying it. I never even imagined a day would come when I would feel “excited” about writing a blog.

Within failure, the “seeds of possibility” lie dormant

Now that I’m earning tens of thousands of yen a month from my blog, this is what I think:

“Failure is not the end.”

Rather, within failure, there is a “view that only those who try again can see.”

It is precisely because of that experience that my current efficiency, flexibility in thinking, and way of communicating are all coming to life. And above all, I have developed a “core” that says, “There are people I want to reach with my own words.”

For me, blogging is no longer just a means of income. It is a place to give shape to the thoughts I want to deliver to someone, and a place to rescue my past self.

That is why I want to say this now.

The way to not let failure end as a failure is not just to keep going. It is to face it once more with a “different approach.”

And what makes that possible is AI, and the “collaborator” that is ChatGPT.

Current activities—revealing the full picture of my side hustles

“What do you do for a living now?”

This is one of the questions I often receive on X (formerly Twitter). Actually, answering this question head-on is something I find a little embarrassing.

Because I am now able to realize a way of working that I could not have even imagined 10 years ago.

That is precisely why, in this note, I will talk about my current 'side hustle life' as realistically as possible,
covering everything.

1. Selling horse racing predictions via note

I publish horse racing predictions forecasted by AI as paid notes.
Repeat customers purchase them regularly.
It is often thought of as a 'weekend-specialized stock revenue' where sales spike on weekends, but my local horse racing prediction notes sell quite well on weekdays too.

But these aren't just any predictions.
A unique horse racing prediction AI I built with Python analyzes past data and automatically picks horses with high win rates.
Based on that, I finish them as notes and post them according to a pre-set schedule.

It has become a system where predictions are automated and revenue is generated.

2. Development and sales of ChatGPT tools (ChatGPTs)

I develop and sell my own ChatGPT tools.
For example, I provide 'convenient tools that you didn't know you needed,' such as automatic blog structure generation tools, note writing support, and prompt design templates.

The feature is a 'design that scratches where it itches.'

'I'm stuck here,' 'This task is a hassle'—
because these tools address such 'real problems,' repeat purchases and word-of-mouth recommendations are increasing.

Now, it has become another rewarding aspect of my work: 'creating time-saving solutions for someone else's job.'

3. Advertising revenue from blogs (automatic writing and systemization)

I automatically write and operate multiple blogs using ChatGPT.

Everything from article structure to body text generation, eye-catching images, formatting, and posting schedules is 'semi-automated.'
Since the AI even handles SEO design according to search needs, the quality of the articles is high and they are easily evaluated by Google.

As a result, they have become 'digital assets' that generate advertising revenue every month on a hands-off basis.

I am convinced that blogging is no longer something you 'work hard at by spending time,' but rather 'something you build up through systems.'

4. Writing and selling notes (one-off income but high engagement)

Beyond horse racing predictions, I also publish and sell notes on AI utilization methods, side hustle know-how, and ways of thinking.
The distance to the readers is close, and I receive many comments like 'I resonated with this' or 'This gave me a push,' making it a place where I personally feel 'connected to people.'

While the revenue is one-off, I utilize notes as a 'weapon that acts as a business card' to build credibility.

5. AI Consulting (on-demand, interactive)

Recently, I have been receiving more consultations like
"I don't know how to use ChatGPT"
and "I want to streamline my work with AI."
I have also started "AI Consulting,"
providing one-on-one support
for sole proprietors and corporate clients.

Being able to address the "human stumbling blocks"
that tools alone cannot solve
has a huge meaning for me.

My way of working was born from my past "struggles with life."

Honestly, this way of working is not a "product of chance."
The experience I had during my time as a civil servant,
where I wore myself out and felt "scared of tomorrow coming,"
is the origin of how I work today.

"I don't want to live by someone else's evaluation anymore"
"I want to live in my own way, with my own strength"

AI answered that desire.
That is why I am now able to make a living
by combining my "strengths" with the "power of AI."

If the me from 10 years ago heard this story, I probably wouldn't believe it.
But, this isn't a "dream-like reality,"
it's a new option in the AI era.

And I am not satisfied just here.

There is still more I want to convey.

Why do I insist on "sharing information"?
Why is there meaning in delivering not just "profit" but also "passion"?

Please let me talk about the passion at my core.

The future I am aiming for
──Towards a way of working where AI and humans co-create

Since I started working with AI, my "view on work" has changed from the roots.

For the me of the past, "working" was "endurance."
It was a reward earned only after cutting into my time, spending my energy, and wearing down my heart.

No matter how hard I tried, my opinions were never heard, and I just carried out orders.
Every day, I had to prioritize "what I was told" instead of "what I wanted to do."

Back then, I didn't have a single millimeter of dreams about work.

But what AI gave me was "the margin to utilize my own strengths."

It was only after meeting AI that I realized it for the first time.

**"Oh, 'working' can be much freer."**

Taking horse racing prediction AI as an example, the AI calmly analyzes vast amounts of data,
and I layer on human sensibilities like "intuition" and "flow."
It's not one or the other, but the **"division of labor between AI and humans"** that produces the best results.

Writing blogs and notes is the same.
Because AI creates the structure and the body text, I can focus on 'what I really want to convey'.

In other words, AI handles the 'tasks', and humans focus on 'thoughts' and 'values'.

—This is the way of working called 'co-creation' that I believe in.

I want to increase the number of people who can earn a living in their own way, even if it's just one more person.

My dream is by no means to become a 'billionaire'.

**'To increase the number of people who can live proudly in their own way, even if it's just one more person.'**

・People who are busy with their main job but want extra income
・People who want to try sharing information but are not good at writing
・People who have no time or money and want to change their current situation

I want such people to be able to think 'maybe I can do it too' with the help of AI.
I want them to be able to realize that 'I was able to be useful to someone with my own words'.

I believe my role is to support that first step.

It's not just about technology. I also want to support the 'heart'.

I have always been looking for 'means' until now.
Can I earn money if I start a blog?
Can I make a monthly income of X amount with a side job?

But what was really important was 'emotional support'.

Back when I quit my job and couldn't see a future.
'It's okay to run away,' 'You don't have to blame yourself,' 'You can start your life over.'
If only one of those words had reached my heart, how much would I have been saved?

That is why I am sharing this.

'Your current way of working is not everything'
'You can decide your own value'
'You can become freer by using AI'

To an era where co-creation with AI changes your 'way of life'

AI is not just a convenient tool.
It is a 'key' to reclaiming your own potential.

・You can re-challenge things you thought were impossible
・You can redo a life you thought was 'over'
・Your thoughts, which no one evaluated, can be useful to someone

I have actually experienced such miracles.

And what is just about to begin now is,

It is the dawn of a new era where we can "work in our own way, alongside AI."

If there is someone who will walk this future with me,
there is nothing that would make me happier.

Final Note: My Message to You

By this point, I have written over 12,000 characters.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart
for sticking with my story until the very end.

The fact that you read this note,
is enough to make me feel that writing this was truly worth it.

What I have written until today
is by no means a glamorous success story.

I became a local government employee seeking stability,
broke my heart due to power harassment, and saw everything as pitch black back then.

However, I met a "new power" called AI,
and was able to choose to "live like myself" once again
—it is a journey that was muddy, but one that definitely moved forward.

There were many things that didn't go well.
There were countless nights where I ran away or cried in frustration.
But even so, there is one thing I am certain of.

And that is,

“You can restart your life at any time.”

that.

You don't need to do everything perfectly.
Rather than forcing yourself to stay in a place that doesn't suit you,
nurturing just one "strength" or "passion"
will make your life much richer.

And what supports that journey
in this day and age isan AI partnerthat.

Using ChatGPT or AI tools is by no means "cheating."
It is a strategy, a "smart choice"
to use your limited time and energy for the "things that truly matter."

I will continue to share information on X (formerly Twitter) and note
about AI, side hustles,
and "working in your own way."

And if, through this note, you

“Maybe I should try something too”
“I want to set my life in motion once again”

If you felt even a little bit like that—
that is the greatest joy for me.

Finally, I have one request.

If you felt something after reading this note,
please let me know with a "reaction" or "comment."

Your words
will become the "energy" that keeps me sharing my message.

And, from here on out—
I would be truly happy if I could stay connected with you somewhere.

Thank you so much for reading.
I look forward to your continued support.

Neo

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Ps.
If you are interested,
I would be overjoyed if you followed me on X.