Did it. Wrestled down the query. Started from the heart and worked outwards.
I entered the problem-solving zone. Noise became too much. I could hold conversations, but I didn't contribute much. I could sense where the soft areas were and had to figure out the way to navigate through them.
I wouldn't sleep until I did it.
Read: Divergent, Veronica Roth; Fahrenheit 451, Ray Bradbury