Wednesday, June 11, 2014
It is amazing how three or four nights of truly restful sleep can change my outlook on life. I have energy. I feel engaged in life. I don't dread my responsibilities. Interestingly, I don't need a lot of sleep at night, I'm one of those that chugs along on 6 hours of sleep. But those 6 hours need to be good, restful sleep. I haven't had that kind of sleep in almost a year. But this week, oh the glory of great sleep.
Life is like a giant machine, rolling along. It can amble extremely slowly, or it can get stopped by potholes in the road. But when things align, it zips down a path and through obstacles like a tank. A nice tank. Sherlock may have his 'mind palace', but I think of my life like a big giant truck, but full of all kinds of oddities akin to Howl's Moving Castle.
My truck is on the move.