Here I am, taking up pen and paper again after a long winter’s nap. The first part of the day, before I slept, felt like being in a haze, under water — but at the time it felt normal. Not until I woke up from the nap did I realize how clear my mind is in comparison.

How often do people just plow through their day, making choices and decisions in a befuddled haze, when they just need to take a good nap?

But enough. What is it that my more-clear brain wants to share with the world? “Take...