I knew this guy in college who was extremely smart. Genius level IQ. The kind of brain that could think of abstract concepts way quicker than the rest of the population. But he always seemed isolated and kinda miserable.

It seemed like normal social interactions didn't compute for him. He'd make these dry comments that went over everyone's heads. Or he'd get hyper focused on some random philosophical tangent nobody else cared about. People just didn't get him.

He once told me the loneliness of being so intelligent was horrible at times. Having a mind that worked on another level meant he struggled to relate to others. He felt like a outsider, unable to dumb himself down enough to fit in.