Lying in bed in the middle of the afternoon, at one with the body-aches and the laboured breaths and the existential ennui, then comes a sensation as if the entire bed is shaking slightly back and forth.  I switch on the light but nothing is moving.  This movement of the earth is all in my mind.  In my mind.

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