It's easy to think of sleep as repose until you have kids; watching them sleep reminds you of the urgency of sleep; of how effortful and strenuous it can be.
It's a puzzle how anybody could confuse, even for mere poetic effect, sleep and death. Not siblings, those. Not related at all.
Saturday, 23 May 2009
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