Bedrock

There are rocks in the beds in the Slough so that even if you go to bed at 1 am you still wake at 5 are hounded out of bed by the packs of snarling thoughts that worry at non-sleepers. But I have escaped to Oxford for a couple of days, which is at the fringes of the Slough, and the bedrock does not extend this far.

Maybe Macbeth hath not quite murdered sleep but just severely crippled it.

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