I do my stuff at God Awful O'Clock

I originally had a longer entry planned, but got distracted by something that prompted a different, but equally long entry. So distracted, in fact, that I won't have time to type it now because I need to be at work soon. It's okay, since really that second topic was heavy, and I want to see if I'll still be in the proper mindset to do it when I get home. If I am, I'll write about it, and if not ... well, I dunno.

The distraction led to some revelations, though whether they were genuine or simply the result of my continually declining circadian rhythm remains to be seen. Those are pretty big on their own, but the biggest one is the one I most want to talk about if my mind still functions when I get home.

Basically, in the wee hours of this morning, I was able to do something that, to the best of my knowledge, I have not been able to do in six-and-a-half years. It wasn't easy, and it wasn't fun, and I don't quite know how I managed to do it or to what I could attribute the ability to do it, but I was able to do it. Hopefully when I get home, I'll be able to do it again, especially because that would mean, among other things, work probably went well.

We'll see what this evening brings.