"It is dark. He does not know where he is. And then he sees
pale light from the street soaking in above the drawn drapes.
It is not a light to see by, but only makes the darkness visible.
He has slept, to his surprise, but has wakened in the same
unease that kept him sleepless long after he went to bed
and that remained with him in the dream."
-Wendell Berry, Remembering
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