Sleep that knits up the ravell’d sleave of care —
You may be thinking that Shakespeare had a bit of a spelling problem. Actually, though, he didn’t. Spelling hadn’t been codified yet in Elizabethan times, and so people pretty much spelled words any way that seemed attractive to them. Shakespeare himself spelled his own name, besides the one you know, as Shakespere, Shakespear, Shakspeare, Shackspeare, and Shakspere. He didn’t care a whole lot, as long as, at the end of the day, he got paid for the play.
But I think William S. did have a problem with something else. He probably had a lot of trouble sleeping. The murderous Macbeth goes on in Act 2 to eulogize sleep as:
The death of each day’s life, sore labour’s bath,
Balm of hurt minds, great nature’s second course,
Chief nourisher in life’s feast.
A warm bath, balm for pain, nourisher, knitter-up of raveled sleeves (or sleaves) — yes, Shakespeare was surely an insomniac, something he shares with the Hub.
Here’s how the Hub sleeps:
Like many people, I have trouble sleeping myself. Lots and lots of people do. For instance, these people are obviously having trouble sleeping:
Did you know that there’s even a field of medicine involved with sleep disorders? I didn’t, not until the Hub started getting interactive with his dreams, and a retired neurologist friend suggested the possibility of a sleep disorder.
How the Hub wants to sleep:
He was supposed to go tonight to a highly regarded sleep center, to pass an evening wired and under camera surveillance. (Who could sleep under those conditions, I ask you????) But the Great Freeze that’s paralyzed the West and middle of the nation now extends into New England, so the experiment’s been called on account of weather and postponed till a future date.
Meanwhile, then, I’m calling on those of you out there who don’t sleep so well yourselves. What’s your advice on dealing with sleeplessness? Tricks, secrets, strategies, all are welcome. (A vegan cartoon suggestion about counting cubes of tofu jumping over a hedge has been tried and found wanting, however.) Maybe we can all help each other. As we say out here in cyberspace, TIA, and sweet dreams!