It's not that I have a particular fondness for plaster or mold-
ing that brings me to this activity, it's the fact that I, like so
many others, suffer from the occasional bout of insomnia.
My insomnia is typically brought on by stress, but can
emerge during the most carefree of times as well. e other
night, under no duress at all, I went to bed expecting to fall
asleep without a fight—I was wrong. Before I knew it, 10 p.m.
became 3 a.m. without a wink of sleep in between.
As I turned to my bedside table to pick up my phone, I heard
the voice of a man I'd recently spoken with say, "as soon as you
look at the time, it's over—you'll never fall asleep." I took a
deep breath, returned to my pillow and replayed the advice
There are exactly 34 divots and
imperfections on my bedroom
ceiling. I happen to know this
useless fact because many a night
I lay awake counting each paint
blotch and textural inconsistency
with the determination of a child
counting sheep for the first time.
B Y B R E N N A H O L L A N D
Sleep
A Need For
VUE ON WELLNESS
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