It is in moments where you know it's a win and you can't, for the life of you, figure out how to win because you don't have the luxury of time & you have to end up settling for something less, that exasperate & annoy me right to the core. Sure, there's a certain thrill of going against the clock but that adrenaline-induced tension only becomes satisfaction when you actually make all the right moves with an inexplicable sense of certainty.
Gah.
On an alternate note, my throat is painfully raw despite the copious amounts of water I've been downing. Whydamnit.
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