I swear that being sleep deprived makes me more suseptible to hearing the whispers from the universe. Of course, in all reality it's just my subconscious talking, but either way, it's a good thing.
So, I was taking a walk yesterday to stretch my legs and get out of the house for a few minutes. I'd had enough arguing and house chores for the day. It was just before sunset, so there was this wonderful twilight lighting. The kind that makes common flowers growing in the yards look intense.
Live Deliberately.
I'm still working out what that means to me. It just kind of popped into my head and has been stuck there repeating itself. I know that it's right. It's time to stop living with the philosophy of "not all who wander are lost" that has provided me a lifetime of really interesting and educational experiences.
I'm not sure exactly what it is that I should be trying to deliberately living towards, other than the usual retirement, love and family. I mean everyone should deliberately live with the goal of having those. There must be more. Just what it is I don't know.
Also, I've been plagued by some design ideas that I haven't had the opportunity to sit down and sketch out. Yet another really annoying side effect of not sleeping well.
Why am I not sleeping well? That I have an answer for. Snoring, tossing in bed, and the weather now wakes me because the covers do not always keep me warm enough. I'm working on those fixes so that I can stem the flow of ideas and designs until I can catch up with both.
I wonder if this is very weird or if anyone else experiences these jags of inspiration and if they have figured out how to regulate or cope with them.



