Sigh, Dvorak is really so nice. This is for the benefit of Strawberry Jann, whom I've been throwing Dvorak music at. Ha. It's a great listen. Czech music.

Yesterday, I began to feel the brunt of it. The compulsion that may cease to be enjoyable, if taken to the extreme. When you start doing it for the relief more than anything. I rarely let myself stop, but I did, just as I was reaching the end, and I felt like crap. Indeed I'm switching things around, the second worst instead of the worst, and it's so difficult to stop.

Today is rest day. And only-study day.