This morning I woke up in a pretty good state of mind. I was able to get through my prayers and meditation effectively. I thought about getting back to doing consistent and thorough inventory.

Over the past week or so, I have had several dreams of using and existential themes. I thought of how life has deprived me of time and energy to conduct my spiritual practices. I must exert myself to get back to them.

As I completed my prayers I had a lot of enthusiasm, ideas, and a plan to get to this after breakfast. It's 1:30 now and the kids are whining for this and that. One thing after another has interrupted me from doing the inventory that I planned. I have no idea what I was thinking about this morning.