How the day began; and how it ended:
And I slept last night, drug-free. I called bullshit on 3 nights of insomnia. I said, dammit, I know how to sleep. I’ve been doing it every night all my life. And I knew last night I was going to sleep. It was like when I finally passed my road test on the 4th or 5th or 6th try. I said, dammit, I know how to drive. And I just knew i was going to pass.
The rug is tough going. The wool is close-set (warp face) and sticky to begin with. I have to stand up on the pedals and yank on heddles to make a shed.