SATURDAY IS A GOOD DAY FOR THINKING—BUT SLEEPING COMES FIRST
Actually, I tend to sleep as much as possible on Saturday —the more hours the merrier. Often I get up around six and do a couple of hours of work first, but then to sleep until midday is a wonderful thing.
Sleep—like spinach, blueberries, walking, and intellectual curiosity—is a good thing. Mothers-in-law are normally bad things. Babies are marvelously cuddly things. Life is really quite simple when you get right down to it.
I realize that many people of my age don’t sleep very well—I’ll be 70 next May—but, generally speaking, I sleep marvelously (for which I give daily thanks). In fact, overall I have the suspicion that if we all slept more, this world would be a better place. Just for starters, you make better decisions when well rested. And it is absolutely certain that you write better.
The military seem to think it is a sign of weakness to need sleep, which may explain why so many bad decisions are made in war. Personally, I think all hostilities should cease no later than ten every evening—not to be resumed until after a late breakfast (and not at all if it rains).
I like the idea of thinking great thoughts on Saturday, but more often than not compromise by dozing.
Ah, but I haven’t abandoned my work ethic. My subconscious—where I suspect the real talent lies—works on while I dream.
And we should all dream.
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