From a visit with the muse.

“It’s so dark, I thought to myself as I pushed myself up out of bed and stumbled toward the bathroom. What time is it? What day? I know it’s the new year, 2022, but man this is starting off weird.”

TS: Jan 4, 2021 04:12 p.m.

I awoke from a three-hour nap with an eye-mask on not knowing what day it was. It didn’t matter, My elevator just arrived out of the depths of dreamland and I was smiling. I finally got some clarity from the muse. You’ll find out what she said next.

Does everybody talk to themselves all day? Do I listen to myself as poorly as I listen to others? Let’s find out.

In this dream, I told myself: “Take the things you like to do anyway and do those. Get a job helping others that isn’t too much of a dead end. Do good work. Help the organization grow. But, at all costs, do the things you love.”

That sounded reasonable to me. If I’m doing things I love every day, it won’t matter that the job isn’t on a rocket to Mars. I’ll take care of my mind, my body, my fitness, my family, and all will be good in the world. Okay, get started.