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   self-sustaining compulsion in my brain
Tuesday, December 4 2018
On the drive to work today, I saw crews installing guard rails through the site of the bridge repair just east of US 209's interchange with Sawkill. The bridge itself has been finished and open for days, but only one lane each is open going eastbound and westbound, and it's enough of a restriction to cause delays during what passes for rush hour in this area. (Going home tonight, I got stuck in some backed up traffic there.)
At the office I had an unusually satisfying day of work, at least by the standards of this particular office. I started connecting up dynamic Angular elements to some of the database queries happening in my Electron App, and I could feel the project becoming interesting enough to maintain its own self-sustaining compulsion in my brain. I know how these things work, and at a certain point it feels like the development is doing itself. That's when work no longer feels like work.
I had some kratom tea in the late afternoon, and it gave me a good work-positive experience on top of the natural high my work was already giving me.


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