SLEEP ON IT — by Steve Nadis
One of my jobs before going to bed on Sunday night is to finish reading the Sunday Boston Globe. I looked everywhere but couldn’t find the Globe Magazine. I thus went to bed unfulfilled, without completing my mandate. As I slept, I was vaguely aware of something lumpy underneath. But I never figured out what it was until the morning: The Boston Globe Magazine, which my wife had read in bed. I didn’t absorb much of the magazine’s contents during my sleep but some of the newsprint did rub off on me.
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