It feels easier to work sometimes when sick.

The plunge already taken.

First step already taken for me.

Pain already created so what would be a little more?

Numbed to pain by existence.

Paradoxical, positive, negative reinforcement.

***

Funny how much of a difference turning off self preservation makes.

The most efficient worker they are.

Turning off matters of comfort for direct action.

Driven purely by the lack of care.

Focus the only state.

At least until the world comes crashing in.

***

Productivity is a drug when nothing else positive is left.

Scraping the bottom of the barrel until chewing on splinters.

The last piece of control hoarded by whatever push is left.

Reason banned from the kitchen altogether.

A mad captain left at the helm.

Navigating the worst possible storm.

***

The spell is broken the moment port is reached.

All things good returned to normal.

State of starvation attended to.

Productivity is returned to the bottom of the barrel under the better options.

Less desirable to the sane and comfortable.

At least chewing on the splinters serves a purpose at the time.