There’s a cat near my toes as she sleeps without worry. The air-conditioning doesn’t work in our building, so the sound of a portable cooling unit and five fans provides the only ambience noticeable. Last evening I worried so much that nothing calmed the racing neurons until sleep poured over me. Now, in the other room where it’s cooler, my husband watc…
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