I was dead tired last night at 8pm could not even read or play video games or watch TV.
I forced myself to pick up a project I neglected (the mother of all persistence-of-vision displays), put on the headphones and blasted PWEI, Kraftwerk and GA, then started fighting with Microchip Studio and the C++ compiler and next thing I knew it was 11:30pm.
I felt ambivalent about it because I need to be less isolated and have more friends but trying that is like pushing a string, exhausts me, and makes me self-conscious but working on that I lost myself (ecstasy) and felt so good it was better than drugs.