Started inside-out. The body said go, the mind sat at the desk and refused. Walked out for strawberries and came back with the strawberries and the same ungenerous voice. Gutted a Todoist of 111 overdue tasks — six months of cost in a single column. By two the voice was gone. Then a small dark room near the center. Three hours with someone from a games publisher on what it takes to put a game on Steam. He talked like someone who'd earned the line letter by letter. Some days only open through someone else's life.