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All of us have experienced days when our productivity soared. It was like nothing could slow us down. Everything that we had planned for the day toppled like a row of dominoes. We were unstoppable. Then, the next day, we couldn’t buy a check on our next action list. We couldn’t make anything happen. If pressed, we couldn’t say what the difference was between the two days.

Several things came together this week to explain one cause of this phenomenon to me (continued)
—Your Central Nervous System: Your Biological Key to Productivity (Open Loops)

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