PREVIEW
... exhaustion? That’s an entirely different animal. It doesn’t just creep in; it drags you down by the spine and chews on your neurons like bubblegum.
By 8 AM, I was face-first in my keyboard, brain feeling like it had been spun in a Vitamix set to "obliterate."
The last thing I remember was thinking about neural networks. The next? Darkness. Sweet, dreamless oblivion.
Three hours later, I came back online—still in a hoodie I had put on, eyes crusty, back sore, and brain... ...
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