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Why Sleep Is Hard

To the northwest

To the northwest

The view out my western bedroom window a little after 10 last night.

Light in summer has a magic elasticity, able to bend around mountains for a long, long time. The days seem endless, as in childhood, but now the magic is understood. Why do grownups sit in quiet groups, drinking wine and beer, listening to music, taking in the fading light? I don’t know in words, but I know.



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