THE DRAMA OF VERSION CONTROL! One second you're sobbing under your desk because you just force-pushed to master and deleted three weeks of work, and the next second you're LITERALLY ASCENDING TO GODHOOD with wings of light as you discover the magical salvation that is git reflog . It's the divine command that says "actually, I recorded everything you did, you chaotic disaster of a developer." The emotional rollercoaster from total despair to divine intervention is just *chef's kiss*. Your terminal isn't just a tool—it's your confessional, your therapist, and apparently, your guardian angel.