Insomnia: “Sorry, I quit. I need to go play with baby tigers.”


My mom’s friend, who operates a wild cat sanctuary in western Washington, is getting two baby tigers soon. I have never wanted to return to Washington state so urgently. I feel like hopping on a plane next week. Wouldn’t it be fun to call my workplace and say, “Sorry, I quit. I need to go play with baby tigers”? Exaggeration, yes. Unrealistic (at least the playing with baby tigers part), no. I never thought I would be able to say that… it is not unrealistic to think I could play with baby tigers!

Of course this sounds all the more tempting because a little bit of overtired mania is overtaking the more logical parts of my brain.