I heard a quote from Shimon Peres, the late Israeli leader, something to the effect that the key to being youthful is always to have dreams.

I wrote a couple of years ago that I don't dream anymore. I entendred that as a double entendre for I didn't enter that deep REM sleep that produces dreams and I didn't have Peres-ian dreams anymore, goals in life.

In both senses my surfeit of dreaming bothered me. I have since overcome the first and last night (early last night) I thought about what to do about the second goal-directed sense of dreaming. I ruled out running for president. Some people have "bucket lists," things they want to accomplish before they enter deep, permanent sleep. I ruled out climbing Everest.

I decided that I would premeditate one specific thing to do each day to make myself a better person. This should be done the night before but last night I fell asleep. So now I have to decide what to do today. I have ruled out laying around in my underwear live-blogging soccer and college football as insufficiently self-improving. Since this is Saturday I have decided to force myself to do a discrete, measurable amount of work, say one hour's worth. So that's what I'm going to do. Ciao.