“The Goddess Insomnia takes many forms: she may tease mercilessly as you toss and turn, or torture you gleefully as you lie perfectly still, hoping in vain to fade into slumber. Either way you’re mired between sleeping and rising.
This morning I danced again with that goddess, my mind churning enough to keep my body from slipping into deep sleep and finding myself at that pivotal moment: too close to wake-up time yet too far from going back to sleep. So I let my mind wander, hoping my loosed imagination would be the mental equivalent of reading a book that usually invites drowsiness and the blessing of deep sleep.”
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