Fran BartonWhat #AdventOfCode feels like for me, living on GMT:
It's dark. It's cold. It's warm under my duvet. My alarm goes off. On the one hand, I could carry on sleeping. It's only a game.
On the other hand, I could get up, put the kettle on, and visit a world of islands in the sky and incompetent but hospitable elves, superimposed on a screen of code. Focusing my eyes and my brain on the day's instructions and wondering what twist Part 2 will deliver.
I can return to sit half-under my duvet, sip my tea in the semi-dark, before the rest of the world gets moving, and turn the elf-world stories into functions that give me a sense of warm satisfaction (ok, or blinding frustration) for the rest of the day.
That's how it feels for me.
It's dark. It's cold. It's warm under my duvet. My alarm goes off. On the one hand, I could carry on sleeping. It's only a game.
On the other hand, I could get up, put the kettle on, and visit a world of islands in the sky and incompetent but hospitable elves, superimposed on a screen of code. Focusing my eyes and my brain on the day's instructions and wondering what twist Part 2 will deliver.
I can return to sit half-under my duvet, sip my tea in the semi-dark, before the rest of the world gets moving, and turn the elf-world stories into functions that give me a sense of warm satisfaction (ok, or blinding frustration) for the rest of the day.
That's how it feels for me.
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