Mind bondage-2

There were eight of us insomniacs, and nine cushions set up. I felt distanced again when I discovered that I was seated at the far left on the other side of Pamela, according to the name cards. We sat, and Mr. Mendoza stood at the center of our semi-circle. Pamela slipped in beside me before he began to address us again.

“Now, I know that all of you are here because you refuse to become dependent on drugs for the natural process of sleep. I commend you all, and I believe as you do, that sleep should be natural. For some reason, each of you has forgotten how to find your sleep. Your minds are refusing to allow your bodies the sleep that they know how to get. To that end, we will be taking a ‘drug’ this evening, but not one that will force us to sleep. Instead we will be drinking this herbal tea that will put off our bodies need for sleep. We are staying up all night tonight.”

His words were compelling, and I found myself agreeing. What better way to reset our sleep schedules than to really break them off and start fresh? Pamela brought over a teapot and poured everyone a cup.