My eyes feel dry and hard as stones…My mind clicks on and off…Sleep is winning. My whole body argues dully that nothing, nothing life can attain is quite so desirable as sleep.
Charles Linderbergh, The Spirit of St. Louis, New York, 1953
My eyes feel dry and hard as stones…My mind clicks on and off…Sleep is winning. My whole body argues dully that nothing, nothing life can attain is quite so desirable as sleep.
Charles Linderbergh, The Spirit of St. Louis, New York, 1953