A few nights a week, I've been taking melatonin before going to bed. I sleep much better and often need less sleep this way. An added benefit is that it gives me wild dreams. Let me share one from last night.
In my dream, I was at the gym on the arc trainer, and was challenged to a boxing match that night with Julio César Chávez. Though I know nothing about boxing, I am Irish so I agreed.
While waiting for Chávez to show up, I got a call from an inside source telling me that a highly ranked elected official (I won't name this person because he's very much alive) had unexpectedly passed away. So I did a quick post.
Still waiting, I saw a friend in the audience who might be saddened to learn that this pol had passed, and shared the news. But he was instead happy to hear about it because of recent votes by this politician.
That's the way we've become as a society. We now bask in the deaths of people who belong to different tribes. That's why I was appalled by the delight of so many on my side of the political equation about the recent death of Rush Limbaugh. I detested the guy, but he was a fellow human being. Why should I be happy to hear he's dead?
While pondering these questions, Chávez entered the ring to thunderous applause. I could see I was about to get my ass kicked.
I was saved by the bell. The alarm bell woke me up.