About 15 years on, I’m still so happy I got good coursework marks for the route-finding equivalent of a bogosort. Picked a bunch of random routes and pick the fastest. Sure, that guy who set up a neural net to figure it out did well, but mine didn’t take days of training, and still did about as well in the same sort of execution time.
I’d get in the car and start driving. I’d go and have the conversation I’ve been afraid to have for years
… or I’d be paralyzed with fear like I’ve been for the rest of my life.
… or if I’m being honest, I’d most likely grab a bottle of tequila, fall off the wagon, and find out what I actually want to do that way.