let magic begin let magic begin - lithe woodrushes snuggle ferns hermit thrush song thrills O, how light the heart deadpan deer alertly pose gentle crisp winds blow the buck moon shone bright sharp languid shadows answered filtered through stark trees night advanced slowly a weather worn stone observes the cold universe blazing silently stars seek our vision ...
During my nearly two months in the clutches of the medical industry I developed a greater appreciation for sleep, because I missed so much. When I was in the hospital, on a typical night I would get a few hours of sleep before I would be awoken by technicians for some medical reason, vital signs or to change an IV or something. After being woken up that way I seldom got back to sleep; although I might get another hour or two of sleep then or during the day. But I needed sleep. The ...
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