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Still staring at that wall of code, egging it on to arrange itself.

I gather some people call this a wall of awful. Sounds apt, for it towers above me.

Every time I tell myself I’m going to focus now, it lasts about five minutes, and then I’m googling explanations for the state of my brain again.

It’s getting to me now, causing paralysis. So obstructive that it’s standing in the way of everything else. I’d quit my job just to be rid of this, if only I didn’t have a family to feed.

In my rational mind, I know I could finish this job in two days. But this is not a technical challenge; it’s all psychological. It’s purely a mental block.

I can’t scale this wall. It has me boxed in. I’m stuck.