that when I am the most depressed, I play my best poker? The month of February was my best month to date and also my lowest point emotionally and the last two days have been great as well.
Something bad happened at work yesterday (hospital + baby + hysterical mother = something I never want to go through again) and after polishing off a beer, I played some poker. I decided to go up in limits, mostly because a table was open but also because I felt like it was time. I didn't crush the table but I did leave with a profit. Earlier this evening, I did crush the table. Cards were hitting left and right. People were betting into me, it was like a dream. Aces held up 3 times as did my Kings. Continuation bets were actually working. Again, I think I was dreaming.
I actually feel comfortable at this level so we'll see what happens in the next week or two. Maybe depressed isn't all that bad (and if you buy that, I've got a golden bridge to sell you).
See you in "Milwaukee" in less than a month!!