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| | Insomnia: A cry in the wilderness (not a "those-dingoes-ate-my-baby cry," but a cry nonetheless). | Hip Mama |
 | | Okay, so if being an insomniac meant that I had the energy and concentration to actually get a little writing done, I might be okay with it. |
 | | I suddenly saw myself in 30 years, doddering around, drool on my chin, unable to remember the word for kitchen, you know, that room at the other end of the house, where the cheese is? where the cats pace around endlessly, waiting for someone to feed them? |
 | | It is naturally released by the pineal gland, even in little babies. |
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