The long dark teatime of the soul, Douglas Adams called it.
I am using it in a slightly different way than he did though. For him, it was rainy sunday afternoons. For me, it’s that time of day, usually between two and three in the afternoon, when my failure to sleep any healthy length of time the night before begins to make my brain twitch.
This deep cranial twitching usually causes me to start typing in strange and unusual manners which only pale in comparison to the way I start thinking. Bizarre, impossible thoughts occur, and eventually, while focusing my diminished cognitive powers on the task at hand, tunnel vision sets in. And then the out of body experiences. No light at the end of the tunnel vision though, unless you count the cheery glow of a computer monitor.
No amount of coffee can overcome the Long Dark Tea Time of the Soul. Fortunately for me, the episode is usually short in duration, twenty to thirty minutes, at which point perhaps adrenaline kicks in and I sail through the rest of the day with a slight tick under my left eye.
It’s always worth it though, even on Thursdays. Especially on Thursdays.
You should try it.