Here’s one I learned from my heart-thing, which occasionally causes me to have gaps in memory. I sort of just “lose” chunks of time, and find myself in odd circumstances, particularly when I over do the physical stuff.
Suddenly realizing that you are not, in fact, wearing pants (with no memory of how this state came into being) is a sign on the cosmic order that it’s time to take a break.
Don’t worry. I was in my bedroom at the time.
