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December 3, 2012
Remembering The Future
We're really under the gun these days. Whatever passed before as life is now compressed down into a black hole where time cannot escape. We're deep into it now. When I pull back from the monitor I have a hard time focusing. My eyes can't adjust to the real world any more and every time I pull back from the PC I feel like a free-diver coming to the surface gasping for air.
No time to eat. The vending trucks pull up outside and jockey for position along Sansome Street, but I have no time for them. I find a half a stale cinnamon roll in the break room and that will pass for lunch today.
Now nothing but the crush of impossible deadlines and coding. Always coding and moving data between environments and no time for sleep. Sleep is a dream.
And then, at something crazy like 7:30 at night, the big bosses come around and I'm sitting here just swinging for the fences. Migrating projects between environments, building records...just typing furiously...trying to get this thing nailed down...and they here me over here typing away and they stop by to see what's going on and I'm not surfing facebook or anything....I'm just hell-bent-for-leather and they see that. They can see that. And it's such a good feeling, to get caught working like a rented mule when they sneak up on you. Such a crazy good feeling.
At 1:00 a.m., you don't have any thoughts any more. You just sit at the keyboard and type. The brain just sits and stares at the monitor and waits for a spark to fire and move something forward. I look at the screen, lost in my own confusion.
Posted by Rob Kiser on December 3, 2012 at 6:10 PM
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