Today, dear readers, write of sleep.
Start by imagining you spent a few more hours than planned in a Midwest airport, trying to return home after a long conference weekend. Imagine your dog was so happy to see you when you finally dragged your carcass to bed that she kept getting up to make sure you were still home throughout the night. Imagine this involves a Great Dane licking your face. Imagine you were foolish enough to think you could still wake up at 4:45am to teach your early morning yoga class.
But who would be so foolish (yawn)?
So please, write to me of deep slumbers. Of warm beds and snoring. Make it a brief history of the sleeping pill. A fairy tale sleep from which a tired editor can only be woken with a perfect paragraph. Thank you. Good night.