I think that I have insomnia! I’m so tired but my eyes won’t close. Yesterday, Carmen told me how terrified she is of coconuts, dry palm frawns, and monkeys. She said that she makes her gardener cut off the teeny baby coconuts so that when they grow, they won’t be able to fall on her head and kill her. I wonder what ridiculous story she is going to tell me in about 6 hours when we drive to work together!