Yesterday, I put the finishing touches on my chef d'œuvre, a series of important safety-relevant proofs I've been striving for since early June. Strangely, I felt a great exhaustion come over me. These proofs had been my obsession for so long, and now - now, I'm done.

I've had this feeling before; three years ago, I studied fervently for a Google interview. The literal moment the interview concluded, a fever overtook me. I was sick for days. All the stress and expectation and readiness-to-fight which had been pent up, released.

I don't know why this happens. But right now, I'm still a little tired, even after getting a good night's sleep.