Every time I finish a task, I pretend to be calm, professional, and focused.
Then, like clockwork, I check the quota bar again.
It doesn't like the progress bar, I don't want it to grow even a bit.
I care about every move it makes.
I care about every instruction I send.
Tonight's screenshot says 96.5% used.
My brain says: danger.
My brain says: That move isn't good enough, like I'm playing chess against my own quota bar.
At this point, I am not tracking project progress.
I am tracking survival.
But here is the comedy twist:
It is 30/9, 22:45.
Tomorrow is 1 Oct.
So yes, I am at 96%.
And yes, I am suddenly the most peaceful person alive,
because next morning is basically a software patch for my emotions.
Token reset is coming.
Panic deprecated.
I call it Monthly Limit Anxiety.
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