TO SLEEP, PERCHANCE TO WRITE
My husband and I push a cart through Target. Bearing a list, he is purposeful: coffee, cat litter, TUMS®, toothpaste. I, along for the ride, am easily diverted. “I’ll catch up with you,” I say, trailing my fingers over a stack of jewel-toned velvet comforters. I test several pillows for firmness, search to see if …
