The first time I tried to get to sleep this way, I watched about three or four sheep complete their uneventful motion through my mind’s eye… and then the next one, at the apex of its jump, turned its head and grinned at me. It was wearing sunglasses, with garish multicolored frames.
That woke me right up.
The rest of this essay has been taken down for inclusion in my next memoir. Stay tuned for updates.