My brain: Do this now or I will delete this…
Me: Yes that does sound interesting, I’ll just finish what I was doing first, it will only take a few seconds
My brain: Too late! this has been deleted, haha, that’ll learn you
Me: Shit, what was I doing again? :(
I think perhaps it happens more often when “the external world” is constantly butting in trying to prompt me todo things that I am already about to do. Eventually it devolves into some sort of race condition, and the only thing you can do is walk and move really really slowly like you are a grandad.
Makes you wonder about alternative scenarios for where grandad’s actually come from, which doesn’t help the situation much either.
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