I’d like to believe that my mind never needs to pause, that there’s a constant stream of fascinating people and things and ideas in the world, and so my consideration of those things should, likewise, be constant. But my mind has been (more or less) OFF for the past two months and DAMN if it didn't feel good. I almost don’t even feel guilty about it. We get so tired, sometimes, that the gorgeous, glittering moments of search and understanding that make us love learning begin lose their luster. Sleep, I say! Sleep and run and swim in the sea and—when it strikes your fancy—read a book! A novel, even! Go positively wild.
And then you’ll be inspired again. KaBOOM!