It's been a pretty good morning. I've recycled my old magazines and solved a six-star, diabolical Pacific Sudoku (courtesy of the DC Examiner) in under 90 minutes. I didn't think it was going to turn out, because I was using a pen and made the "wrong turn" at the critical guessing point-- but somehow, I was able to "backsolve" from the row with the two conflicting numbers and purge the rest of the puzzle's errors.
The upshot of this is a strangely empowering feeling-- not a "Hey, I'm a genius!" kind of feeling, but more like a "I'm back in the flow/rhythm" sort of feeling. You know, like the sort of day when you can look at something that normally has you flummoxed and suddenly, POW!, it all makes crystal clear sense?
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