A very slow correspondence

A letter to a friend that I have been writing for a very long time. A letter that grew too big for its britches (somewhat like its author). A letter that just oozes on and on rather than coming to end like a dignified letter would.

Thursday, June 15, 2006

After a lifetime of insomnia...

...I finally got a prescription for Ambien. It's a beautiful thing, it really is. I used to lie in bed and watch Tim sleep and part of me thought, 'Isn't he cute?' The other part really, really wanted to wake him up -- was offended, in fact, that he could sleep. Now he complains to people that I snore and I do not care.

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