My dreams bring me even new ways and ideas on how I can completely heal myself.

Sleep is not downtime. It's the shift where a great deal of the actual work gets booked in — tissue repair, the filing of the day, the strange sorting that leaves you knowing on Tuesday something you couldn't work out on Monday.

Ideas surface from it sideways. Not a revelation at four in the morning, more often a small practical thing at the sink: ring the other clinic, ask about the second option, stop doing that on Wednesdays. Sleep doesn't hand you a plan. What comes back is a mind capable of making one.