imagesNever should have written about sleep yesterday – there weren’t too many janitors vacuuming out my brain last night. It was one of those nights when even when you’re sleeping you’re sure you’re not; when stupid images like soup cans appear and seem perfectly normal until you realize if you were awake you wouldn’t be picturing soup cans, so you must be asleep; a process of rational thinking perfectly designed to wake yourself right back up again.

This actually happened, the soup can; and then I chose that moment to analyze how weird the process of falling asleep is, which is a good way to guarantee a difficult night. But at least I know I slept long enough to complain to some random person that I didn’t sleep all night – just as I am doing now.

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