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I’ve always been a sleeper. My mother always called me lazy, though having to wash dishes was like a curse. During the summer of 2001 sleeping took on a whole new meaning for me. I could not stay awake for the world. Going to movies became a waste of money. After lunch I always had to stay behind in the car for a nap. I would tell my friend that if I had not come in in 30 minutes to please come and check on me. Dinner with friends was always interupted by a need to take a nap. You know the...Read the full article