McBeth.
The insomniac, fretting over the airline trip her unaccompanied child will be taking to far-flung frightening places in less than two hours' time, decides the night is not meant for restfulness but in stead takes comfort in the queasy feeling slung low in her gut.
She's remembering the particular sense of dis-ease, rediscovering her Holiday Moment.
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