I've been exceptionally focused lately. I imagine this is what it's like to be on aderall. Or speed.
At the end of my to-do list, except for a few sundry items that have to wait for a couple of months anyway, there isn't a feeling of accomplishment or even grim satisfaction. Instead, there's a palpable feeling of emptiness.
I skipped out on a trip to AC on the maiden voyage of the train as I'm waiting for a big natural gas trade to settle. All of this makes me want a cheeseburger, but that doesn't quite fit into my diet/exercise plan, and if nothing else I'm disciplined. Guess I'm out of luck.
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