what birds give up

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Is there is a good recipe for sleep, it is to read—especially difficult books. It doesn’t have to be bad, just as long as you can barely understand it. Then, you will either stay up all night reading it or zonk out. Usually the latter.

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Most of the time sleep overwhelms me. I wait in bed for it to bulldoze me. I’m so helpless when it comes. I just roll my eyes in the back of my head and let it take me.
I get scared at night, so I play a little game with myself: I keep my eyes shut at all costs…No matter what horrible sound is going on outside: the dump truck at four a.m., the police sirens, strange creaks in my second-hand furniture… even if my cat is gnawing on my chin… eyes closed. If I peek, I lose. Then I have to start all over again.

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The cats wake me up a lot. They meow for me to feed them. One likes to walk all over my body. And he’s heavy. He’d walk walk walk all over me while meowing. The other just sits there like a statue by my head and stares at me as if to say “I’m staring at you. Do you know why I’m staring at you? Don’t you think you there’s something you ought to be doing right now instead of sleeping?” Bastard.

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There are different kinds of sleep. When it’s good, it feels like you’re drifting slowly off the shore. It’s soft. When it’s bad, it’s like being dropped.

 


 
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