i was sad for some reason.
i thought i was having a bad day at work, apparently my blood sugar or
something was out of whack. i couldn't hear properly. i recovered after 6
hours, and we broke our previous record by a nice margin.
i had skipped a lot of meals this week, and had insomnia, which proves that
productivity is partially a psychological game. moral of the story:
sometimes a bad day is a good day.
Gravity