I was dreaming that I was playing basketball. All of my teammates were cats. They were useless. They wouldn't dribble, they wouldn't pass, they wouldn't shoot. They just sat around grooming themselves and looking disinterested. I was running around in circles, covering every position. It was a most frustrating dream.
Later, I was passing through a hallway with posters covering the walls. The posters were all cats, striking exciting poses with motivational captions. You know the kind - a hang-glider "Aim high," a mountain climber, "You can do it."
I woke up with clarity. Platitudes - or catitudes - are nothing without action. Get busy!
