It takes soooo much to finally find a good place to focus or relax and be able to get things done or just attain whatever vibe I was looking for, that when some little things go wrong I sometimes just spiral. Just absolutely *lose* it. I got asked to be quiet on a library floor where you were _allowed_ to talk and now I am fighting a mental breakdown and the urge to just say screw it and throw out any form of productivity for the day, despite having a big deadline tonight.