1:52 PM: I felt great yesterday and I believe I had about seven hours of sleep. The meeting went really well. Right or wrong, I was able to convey exactly what it was I sought to say without any introspective impediments.
Today, I woke up at quarter ‘til one after sleeping for about ten hours and I’m already tired. I’ve been staring at the flashing cursor on the computer screen, fading in and out, as if I were trying to complete an essay I hadn’t prepared for just after pulling an all-nighter for an entirely different subject.
I do wonder if my overt performance between yesterday and what I anticipate for today differs on any objective measure, or if it is only my phenomenological experience painting the world around me in different shades of self-efficacy, from confident to inept.
