George Carlin, the granddaddy of all comics, wrote a small book with big laughs, called, “The Best of Brain Droppings.”
My dear friend Lissa gave me a copy for a gift, because she knew how much I loved GC.
My favorite dropping is about how aliens from a planet where sleep was not necessary might describe how and why we humans sleep to their fellow aliens. I will never forget reading that section aloud to Lissa at Starbucks.
But George was right. We do shut all systems down, and make ourselves totally vulnerable for quite a length of time. But I guess that’s the price we pay for the gift of dreams.
My mind works on whatever questions or problems were ‘on the table’ the day before. I can not tell you how many times I woke up with ‘the answer.’
The solid eight I got last night was especially regenerating. The two nights before I only got about four each. I was a wreck yesterday, still don’t know how I got through the day, but I did.
I’m sure George would have something particularly funny to say about the dangers of a woman running on half empty.
Everyone have a wonderful day.
GC I know they are all laughing wherever you are.