I am convinced that during bouts of insomnia, I have sometimes slept without knowing it.

When I don't get enough sleep, I am cranky, vulnerable to headaches, and my concentration is poor.

I am always suspicious of those who impose 'rules' on child rearing. Every child is different in terms of temperament and learning, and every parent responds to a particular child, not some generalized infant or youngster.

I was 13 when I had my first bout of insomnia. My family was in Reykjavik, Iceland, for the summer, and day never really became night.

There is an afterlife. I am convinced of this.

Without knowing what I am and why I am here, life is impossible.