Something stopped running in the background

Remember the math? Is there enough left to get you to Thursday? When can you get more, and where? Can you last the flight, the layover and the ride home? Who at the party might have some? It ran under every plan you made, like an app draining your battery in the background. None of it felt like thinking.

Nobody tells you when the math stops. There's no final sum. You book a long flight and think about the window seat. You spend an evening at a friend's place and think about the friend. You stand in a checkout line and think about nothing at all. The math shut down without a word, the same way it moved in.

Count what it cost you. Not the money. The attention. The cigarette ran its errands on your battery. That's why the payoff is easy to miss. A phone that dies by noon gets noticed. One that lasts all day barely registers. God handed back what it was draining. Your attention is yours to spend again.

Take a victory lap right now. Walk through tomorrow in your head, hour by hour. The morning. The people. The evening. Go hunting for the old supply questions. There's nothing there. That space used to be booked solid. You've got a Thursday coming, and no math to do before it.