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Insomania is when another person’s sleeplessness makes you want to gouge out your own eyes. It is the second-hand-smoke of insomnia. For over a month Charlie has taken long, happy drags of his own wakefulness. He sits in his bed talking to himself or singing the ABC’s (minus H-P), and showing off with arbitrary bursts of crying. I am stuck with the unfiltered by-products: staring wildly [...]
Having a nice car is right after Polka on a list of things I care about. It drives Greg crazy because he loves all things cars and shops AutoTrader faithfully. He will email me an AutoTrader photo with “What Do You Think?” in the subject line, just for conversation’s sake. What I think is that I don’t care. I want two [...]
A friend sent me a blog post by a dad whose young son just died of a rare medical condition. I read the whole thing, because it was a beautiful muse for those of us seduced by grief. Grief is my gateway drug, beckoning with a dismal finger until the sadness builds into raging anxiety. [...]
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