Now 2018 May 7
I am in the Phoenix Metropolitan Area, here for the next week or so. Last week was Los Angeles, next week is Los Angeles, this week is Phoenix.
I'm currently questioning many of my life decisions, not really convinced that optimizing for a local maximum has led me to a place of absolute maximum.
Mom asked me today if I believed I'm thinking clearly. Four months of near non-stop, overwhelming stress virtually guarantees I am not thinking clearly. Yesterday, I was unable to recall the equations describing the geometric surface of a rubber-band twisted into three loops. Clearly, I am not thinking clearly. Clearly.
I don't recall the last time I was so unable to move forward.
I don't recall the last time I was so devoid of goals, actions, and movement.