Sleep, she says

At the exact moment when your eyes open in the dark, you realize that you won't be able to shut them again. Your bed, welcoming when you first laid down in it, becomes a torture. Somewhere inside, you know that rolling over and going back to sleep is not an option. You begin to wander. The rest of the house is sleeping. Sometimes, you find a certain enjoyment as you drift, like a shadow, through silent, friendly rooms, but at other times, your surroundings seem cruel, waking up old demons you thought had been put to sleep.

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