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Sleep is the place where the minutiae of daily life, having been given their time, make way for grander possibilities. At night, the owl and the cricket remind me of the very breadth of life and of all that is beautiful about fog and quiet and darkness. Sleep is the time when I am free to imagine (or remember?) myself: magician, the madonna, the flapper, the sage. I awaken renewed and multi-faceted; not just the strict professor that my students see but a whole cast of characters rich with vision and possibility.