She countered the insomnia by making up stories in her head. Thinking about her working day or her life led her down too many rabbit holes and the minutes ticked by as her thoughts kept her wide awake.

The stories on the other hand… she gave herself magical powers in all of them. Abilities to fly, to be invisible, to conjure up objects out of thin air. All in direct contrast to her humdrum existence. Sometimes, she just pretended she was rich and successful, and imagined how her life might be.

She preferred the version with magic powers, in truth.

 

©Emma Baird 2016

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