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You’d be cruising along through your day, sometimes feeling great, sometimes just feeling okay, but getting along and getting it done… and then, for no apparent reason at all, you’d go down in flames and crash. A sense of What the hell’s the use would slide over you—unconnected to any real event in your life at that moment but incredibly powerful all the same—and you felt like simply creeping back to bed and pulling the covers up over your head.
Insomnia
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