It’s a little before NOON and I’ve been up for almost two hours.
Correct.
I was NOT up at 5 AM, licking my balls to wake up the dogs. Man, that’s gross. But hey, I’ll go with it.
Anyway, unlike those who propagate the 5 AM myth, el Furecat, who ain’t your ordinary pussycat, went to bed a few seconds before 4 AM. And yet, I was up at the crack of Dawn, circa 10:50 AM.
Now, you might wonder why I was up so late. The answer is many-fold.
First, I get my main workout in at the end of the day, when it’s cool out. I do this because if I work out in the hot, humid Florida fun-shine, I don’t have the same level of energy for my writing. Unlike so many of the phat-cat copyrats, I don’t let my body-mind go to waist. Isn’t it supposed to be waste instead of waist? It is both.
Second, toward the so-called “end of the day,” which is, in reality, an arbitrary time-marker I do not abide by, I can feel that it is time to let the stress out of the bag. That’s when I begin my main training. I do this and that throughout the day to stay active, but late at night, that’s when I really blow off steam.
Third, I begin my training at home, then I head to the gym for the second part of my workout. This part is in the sauna… and the ole hotbox is where I get a lot of my steak-n-eggs ideas. I listen to other people talk and/or observe the oddities and peculiarities of others, and this is a never-ending goldmine of material.
Fourth, I get into the pool and continue with one of my top secret workout regimens.
Fifth, after showering, I head home, while listening to George Noory on Coast-to-Coast. This is also a huge source of material, if you’re willing to suspend belief in your disbeliefs.
Sixth, I sit and read for at least an hour.
Seventh, I go to bed.
Eighth, I have kick ass dreams all night long, many of which answer questions I have planted in my subconscious mind, or that arise from the material I was reading or hearing.
Ninth, if by chance I cannot fall asleep immediately, due to headline and subject lines playing inside my head, I get up, grab a pen and begin writing what is pouring out of me. The other night I filled three pages this way, and today’s email subject line is one of almost 99 that came to me.
Well, I think I’ve told you enough in this email. I have others to write and must get to them.
Hope you found value in the above, and most importantly, were mildly entertained.
By the way, I coined the now popular term, infotainment, many sleeps ago, and my July issue of the Zen Mastery Newsletter is a full 24 pages of valuable ball-busting content that you will read again and again.
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