I was hovering between sleep and waking, when a name flashed into my mind: Wade Vestal.
"Like the virgins!" explained the voice of Wade, fully of oily glee.
I sensed it would be hard to get back to sleep with this damn name flashing in my mind's eye like a neon sign. It demanded attention and investigation.
I sensed that I wouldn't get anywhere googling 'Wade Vestal' (like the virgins!) but it enticed me just enough to force me awake. Also, I needed to pee (coffee is not the engine of human action; peeing is. Coffee comes from Colombia, while peeing comes from God).
So I attend to my business and then reluctantly google 'Wade Vestal', finding that there is one single person on earth by that name. And he has an Instagram account!
I click into Instagram and, atop his profile I see the slogan "Don’t give up on your dreams, keep sleeping."
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