I'm liking myself these days. Its comforting to realize I'm not wasting a second more than the least I should be entitled to - I'm happy I'm devoting to something for a purpose, and I'm devoting well. Even though the reinforcements could be a little more on the positive side, I'm optimistic of my progress.

Of course I'd like some more recreation, but I'm not missing it. I like the me churning myself.. although I've rarely seen it materialize into things except in the long run. All this might sound incoherent but the bottom line remains - I like being workaholic.

For a change this time I anyway have work whose magnitude doesn't permit for a lot beyond/beneath that. I'll just get back to it.