Yesterday was yet another one of those long workdays, where I fuel myself with nice food and a drink or two. Got results, which was good, but the price of it today is a different matter.

There used to be a time when I worked overnight, as in no sleep at all, regularly. Once a week at first, then I scaled it down to every other week. It was my way of getting tired, cooling my brain as it were. But that was, what, almost 20 years ago? I quit the practice a few years later, only pulling all-nighters if I had to. Or wanted to. Work was always fun.

These days, too many long workdays turns my brain into mush. It can be jolted back to life with coffee, I can manage, if it wasn’t for the sleep deprivation. Forcing your brain to work the night shift for too many days in a row will mess with your sleep, and that’s the one thing you shouldn’t fiddle with if you want to stay alert and productive.

So today will be fun, with back to back meetings and whatnot. Jack me up to the coffee machine, please.