It’s not like I planned it. I never woke up from some rosy dream and said, “Okay, world, today I’m gonna spaz.

I woke in the hour before dawn, stuck in that strange state where the memory of your dreams is still powerful enough to motivate your actions.

The dream was floating off satisfactorily on an inner sea.

I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.

It’s perfectly normal, perfectly natural to live in sleep. But to wake up is a revolution in consciousness. To wake up is to break free of nature. To wake up is to rise and unite with the spirit, and nature doesn’t do that for us.

How you greet your morning is like a boomerang. It always comes back to you. Remember this.