Yet here I am, still in bed, bemoaning my fate, but too weak to do anything.

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At 5 am I was lying in bed, awake, thinking.

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Something I sit on my bed in the hotel and think where am I, what am I doing.

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When I fall asleep at night, I turn away from gazing at my husband beside me to gaze upon the faces of our children, in plain silver frames on our bedside table (that is, unless one of the three of them has decided to invade our bed, in which case I am gazing at their faces from far too close up).

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