Sleepless In Vancouver

Sleeping
John Everett Millais
1865

Ever since I was a little girl, I have gone through stages where I have had difficulty sleeping. I can remember my mother making cups of hot milk for me to drink, and sometimes sitting up with me until I fell asleep. This same tendency towards occasional insomnia seems to run through the female members of our family.

I remember one episode of "The Mary Tyler Moore Show" where Mary Richards develops insomnia and becomes dependent on barbiturates to help her sleep. Her friend and boss, Mr. Grant, stays up with her all night and helps her break her dependence and she goes to sleep.

Ahhhh.....

I have been going through a strange little episode of insomnia lately. There have been a few things on my mind, I guess, and I lie awake staring at the ceiling and the four walls, and then at the ceiling again. I envy people who can go to bed, turn out the light, and go to sleep. Even at the best of times, I have to read for a while and let myself settle down.

I know this will pass and I will be myself again. In the meantime, if you should happen to pass someone floating along Broadway looking a little sleepy, her blouse buttoned on the wrong buttons and two different shoes on her feet, don't be concerned - it's only me.

And because it's Friday, here is my own version of satellite debris.