Rather ironic that being in a hurry to complete things ruins productivity, don't you think? Although it seems entirely fitting, given what used to be my normal

Rather ironic that being in a hurry to complete things ruins productivity, don't you think? Although it seems entirely fitting, given what used to be my normal outlook on life. I remember when I was never in a particular hurry, and the world somehow managed to not end. Which is something now outside my comprehension.