Unplugged
There is a void…sudden void…as if suddenly we r unplugged…the muscle memory, the dram memory, the cache automatically takes you to the laptop, the desk, the arena, the battle ground…that’s where you spent most of the last many months…that exact die area and power domain…that’s where so many things happened…every day, every hour and minute thinking of only one thing…the project, the closure, the tape out…every nerve net, every thought signal was on what all r the current problems and how to solve them..:convergence, congestion, timing, PV, going back, finding alternate solutions, discuss, debates, trials, runs, crashes, calls, meetings, many misses, like the edges with the new ball not carrying, when you put 128.4% into it…when we only talk about the project…any other talk is noise…when work outs, vacations, anything out of the project is a wide or a no ball…get back to the bowling crease and target the wickets…when even the spouse, kids talk of the timing and PV status…no idea wh...