A very good sleep.

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I can't believe how good life had become.  I'm still lame, a goodly bit.  It's not like I am back to windsprints and benching.  But I am doing some of the little stuff of life.  I am even able to begin organizing.  I have almost never been able to do even what I am doing, on that accord.  Something clicked, after decades of living in a dark age, and it... makes sense?  Something like that.  Yes, I have a long way to go.  But when some doors open, if you can keep them open, life changes.  That is one of those doors for me I do believe.  I've been thinking about it seriously for a year or so, when something clicked regarding it some time back.  It is as if my subconsciousness took that concept and worked it in the backfield while I was struggling with other things consciously.  When ready, like a present, wrapped and causing curiosity, it was presented.

Sleep was fantastic.  Being able to work on several fronts, do a bit of research, a bit of planning that seems possible, do work that goes with the planning and research, and still have time to play as well all adds up to just about everything life is about.  Yeah, I'm still doing it at a snail's pace.  But I am doing it.  I went to bed, and woke, a bit later today.  There is some variability in my pattern.  Two steps up, two back, but it is staying night and day.  I'll take that.

Dreams, again, last night.  Not quite as many are remembered, but the few were much more powerful, even satisfying.  Running down Lucifer, chasing him to his lair, denying him access.  Dispelling false myth and lies, on the side.  Things like that.  Heavy, but things that wet my appetite.  Things I feel I was born to do.  The contemplative life has it's place, the active life has it's place.  I, personally, think that choosing just one, or the other, alone, is a mistake.  However, some are only fit for one or the other.  If both are available, pursue each in it's time.  You won't regret it.  Even if you simply "think" for a living, grow a garden.  That is active, and will reward you in many ways.

Yes, yes, I have things to do.  Setting up the hoses and timer.  I will adjust the sprinklers this evening.  Then to set up the bug sprayer and begin that project.  After that, more tinkering in the cave.  After, of course, a bit of waking and another cup of coffee.  It's a small but wonderful life, for now.  Now, go!  Make your own life wonderful... or just hang on until you can.  Blessings.