It is getting late and I'm in the zone.
The house is quiet. My wife has gone to bed. I am working on the content of an online class. Reviewing scads of material. Checking out conflicting opinions. Thumbing through outlines. Typing in portions on specific points. Feeling good that I've finally hit on the right order and flow.
Feeling calm.
And then the dog slips into my office and clears her throat behind me.
As soon as my heartbeat is normal I'm going to bed.
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My dog keeps me honest and makes me go to bed. He stands at the bottom of the stairs and barks. They know better than us that sleep is needed.
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