I’ve crawled under the covers and closed my eyes when my mind goes on the most random journey. Should I make fish for dinner tomorrow? I need to make a dentist appointment. God, why did I say that earlier? I hope I sleep through the night. And on. And on. And on.
Lately when this happens, I distract myself by visualizing a new sequence to …
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