I came up to campus after four hours of tormented sleep. Unfocused and frustrated, I was a laughable opponent to the beautiful weather. My productivity sank to zero after the most meagre resistance. Rowing at the gym after four months (or so) of no excercise did not help. I feel drained and defeated.

Some of my old high school notebooks contain multi-page sections with columns of incremental natural numbers. I would start with 1 and keep going in an attempt to feel productive and occupied, when I was, in fact, drained and defeated. It would take more than natural numbers today. Maybe long lists of primes.

No offence, but my name also anagrams to CARUSO TOUCHES HOLES.