Every afternoon, right after lunch, a piano professor at UNC-Chapel Hill took a nap. Today I finally followed his example, laid down on the bed in my office -- everyone needs a bed in the office, or at least a couch -- and watched the world turn. Counting the turns directly to -- I was going to write "nether-land" but that's down isn't it? -- no, floating in and out and gone. Thirty minutes later I was raring to go and I did, nearly finishing a book update by dinnertime. That's production.
"Cool," says Virginia, "better make it a habit."
The Bowman Women; A Work In Progress
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