Every night of late I lie awake trying to remember how to fall asleep. I go through periods where I fall asleep easily and periods where I don’t.
When I was a senior in high school, one of my friends was a Japanese foreign exchange student named Tetsuya Toyoda. He was in orchestra. I can’t remember if Tetsuya was a cellist, but he invited me to go to a performance by a cellist (with piano accompaniment). So we went to some auditorium and listened to the cellist play. Well, Tetsuya listened. I listened for a while and had a very hard time staying awake. Eventually I just gave up and went to sleep.
Maybe I can hire a cellist to play me to sleep each night. Or maybe Delia would like cello lessons.
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I could groove on cello lessons. Although I must warn you that the piano lessons didn’t *take* so well.
Comment by mrs. mayoff — 2009/04/21 @ 10:35 pm
For me it was the 8am chem class by the professor with the monotone lecturing voice, which was only surpassed in later years by the 8am meeting (in the sleepy-warm meeting room) with a ‘state of the company address’ given by a Belgian with an accent so thick than any momentary blip of concentration turned his speech into pleasantly unintelligible liquid white noise.
Comment by PJ — 2009/04/22 @ 1:41 pm
You were lying awake wondering why you weren’t playing WoW. Welcome back.
Comment by Richard Navarrete — 2009/06/12 @ 6:30 pm