Dateline 9-15-2017

Holy moly, last night was a night filled with dreams. I really wish that I could bore you with the details but all I can remember is that there were so many interesting things happening that any time I woke up my brain allowed me to easily go back to sleep in an effort to pick up where I left off, making it impossible to process the bits and pieces during those brief woken moments.

I think part of this is due to the fact that I ate a bunch of Swiss cheese after taking a long break from it which, I'm not even joking, always seems to increase the levels of intensity and vividness to my unconscious breadth of view, specifically when it comes to Swiss cheese until I build up a tolerance and have to take two to three weeks off to reset my ability to notice the effects.

The other thing that I attribute this increase in dream activity is actually what I was talking about in yesterday's post. I think the fact that I put off the start day for my plan to rewrite my novel has got my mind working on overdrive, which is another reason why I personally don't consider procrastination to be that bad of a thing when it comes to creative endeavors. 

Even when I'm writing and I hit a wall, rather than sit at the computer and force myself to figure it out, I usually change give up right away and lay down for a quick nap. Surprisingly, this isn't as leisurely of a task that it may sound because since I shift gears so quickly, whatever issue I'm dealing with festers in my head making it a mental dance as I battle for a taste of slumber.

Then, once sleep finally settles in the answers often play out in my dreams. Though I don't always remember the details, I usually wake up with a sense of clarity and the enthusiasm to continue on. 

Hopefully, last night's dream filled rest is a sign that I made the right decision to wait just a little longer for my schedule to clear before delving in and getting to work on this project. We'll see what happens and as always, I'll keep you posted on my progress when I check in tomorrow.

Talk to you then,

The Wicker Breaker