![]() ![]() At a certain hour, reading becomes a psychedelic experience. They will filter into your dreams in surreal, and not unpleasant, ways. The sentences will begin to bend and blur together. If you wait long enough-if you are tired enough-something magical will unfold. In the long predawn hours, I’ve read histories of very old buildings minor gods remote, half-forgotten conflicts-and retained practically nothing. Generally, the duller the words the better. Insomnia is lonely-and often infuriating-and it’s a comfort to look at words on a page. Lately, when I can’t sleep, I take a book to the sofa and turn on a reading lamp. Art work by Peter Blake / Courtesy Victoria and Albert Museum The origins of Alice’s tumble into Wonderland are explored in an exhibition at the Victoria and Albert Museum, in London. ![]()
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