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Like so many others, I had become a slave to the IKEA nesting instinct. Uh, yes. I'd like to order the Erica Pekkary dust ruffles. Please hold. If I saw something clever Like a little coffee table in the shape of a yin-yang, I had to have it. The Klipske personal office unit, the Hovetrekke home exert-bike, or the Johannshamn sofa with the Strinne green stripe pattern. Even the Rizlampa wire lamps of environmentally friendly unbleached paper. I'd flip through catalogs and wonder: What kind of dining set defines me as a person? I had it all. Even the glass dishes with tiny bubbles and imperfections. Proof that they were crafted by the honest, simple, hard-working indigenous peoples of - Please hold. Wherever. I was holding. We used to read pornography. Now it was the Horchow collection. No, you can't die from insomnia. What about narcolepsy? I nod off. I wake up in strange places. I have no idea how I got there. You need to lighten up. Can you please just get me something? Red and blue Tuenois, lipstick-red Seconais. No. You need healthy natural sleep. Chew some Valerian root and get more exercise.