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As happens to me sometimes, I woke up the other night and couldn’t fall asleep.

I remembered years ago, during a particularly challenging time in my life, I woke up in despair and because I couldn’t think of anything else to do, began to physically caress and hold my head.

The other night, as it sometimes does, it happened again.

It occurred to me to again caress my head. And I began to speak gently to my overworked brain. Repeating these words, gently, worked.


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