November 19, 2009
Tomorrow I am going to be on a local television show.
Like, in about seven hours. I should, in fact, be sleeping, but I have a long relationship with wake-up anxiety. You know, when you’re hyper-aware of the time: I should be sleeping! I have to get up in seven hours! Five hours! Two hours! Fuck [...]
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November 13, 2009
I can’t sleep.
Mr. C is out of town for the evening, and I find slumber elusive when he’s not here. I’m watching late-night TV, meandering around the Internet, sneaking milk chocolate-covered caramels furtively, looking over my shoulder even though no one is here to see me.
The children are asleep in their beds. The Poo fell [...]
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