The Trouble with Sleep
Today, I’m 4 years old. It’s summer, the sky is blue, the clouds are fluffy, the sun is shining. We live in a small town in southern Ontario, about an hour-and-a-half’s drive slightly south-west of Toronto. It’s the mid-80’s, and we all know our neighbours, and so, as happened from time to time, my mother asked me to walk to the grocery store to buy … Continue reading The Trouble with Sleep
