Chris

I have no. goddamn. idea.  I had a whole two hours to review what I'd done differently the day before v. yesterday (before sleepy-drugs kicked in), and I had done nothing different.  Same bed, same food, same commute, no going out, clothes from the same washing-batch... except abruptly, it feels like little pixies are just touching me, here and there, and whaarrrrgarbl.