When I was at the Pulse this morning, I remembered a dream.
I was running and running and running and I thought, "Wow. I can't believe how easy this is!"
Well, yeah. In a dream.
I woke up at one point in the night and was hungry so I ventured out to the kitchen for a Clementine orange and a handful of dry roasted peanuts. I started reading...and then fell asleep. A while later, I woke up surrounded by orange pieces and peanuts. Don't sleep and eat. It's like drinking and driving. Mutually exclusive activities.