I feel really, really removed from the world today. While I'm pretty sure that the pseudoephedrine I took last night for a bad headache is contributing to that sensation, there are other factors at work. The good thing about this frame of mind is that it makes me more efficient. I got a lot done today. The bad thing about it, however, is that my capacity to relate to others is severely diminished, unless it be through highly mediated forms of communication like this one. I wonder whether a daily regimen of mild uppers might turn me into a productive misanthrope. And I also wonder whether I'd prefer to be that sort of individual rather than whatever it is that I am now.