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by donna smith ammons

Insomnia has struck again. Typically, I am waking up about 3 a.m. and laying in bed. I toss and I turn, but I am unable to return to slumber and sweet dreams. So, I get up and head to the coffee pot for my first cup.

I try to read, but my eyes grow heavy. I grab my iPhone and scroll through Facebook posts, waiting for Dean to post his morning chatter. I play with my cat, who insists he must curl up on my lap.


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