point in their lives, wakes up in the
middle of the night with the feeling that they are all alone in
the world, and that nobody loves them now and that nobody will
ever love them, and that they will never have a decent
night’s sleep again and will spend their lives wandering
blearily around a loveless landscape, hoping desperately that
their circumstances will improve, but suspecting, in their
heart of hearts, that they will remain unloved forever. The
best thing to do in these circumstances is to wake somebody
else up, so that they can feel this way,
too.