I have cold, and can’t really sleep lying down. I don’t make a very good sick person, and like to sleep when I know I’m not missing anything. I also remember all my dreams and feel sad if I don’t get to have any. On Sunday night, I couldn’t sleep at all. As the pillows crept further and further up the headboard, I knew this was a battle I would not win. I reached for the toilet roll I’d been…
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