As I drift into the arms of sleep, as a child into wonderland, my brain draws monsters as a sort of montage, changing as the moments pass. With each form I tell it "cuter," and it morphs almost instantly into Kawaii. After that I sleep very well, dreaming until the daylight tickles my eyes into wakefulness once more.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, November 16, 2020.