Coming out of
deep hack mode is like
emerging from a dark cave after a long
hibernation. You look around, see vague forms surrounding you that you somehow recognize, as if out of
a previous existence. Sounds, rather unlike the
tap-tap-tap-slam of your
typing, coalesce around your head, which is starting to feel like a slab of cotton and concrete. The shapes around you come slowly into focus. You see people, perhaps, maybe a
significant other or even
coworkers. You blink and stare for a while, looking confused at the trappings of life in "
reality". All the lights look rather bizarre. Finally, you shuffle off somewhere, probably to the bathroom. It usually takes
sleep,
explosions, or
nudity and screaming to shake the last vestiges of
hack residue from your tired brain.
Of course, maybe you just
collapse in a puddle of drool and Mountain Dew, awakening hours later after
the code you just wrote becomes sentient and taps you on the shoulder, demanding "more
exception handlers".