Calm Down, Mr. Brain

Three days in a row, I had bad night’s sleep. First two nights, I saw similar dreams in which a few of long-lost friends appeared. Though many details evaporated, I remember that a disappeared couple was on a large and color notice board with their photo. And I exclaimed “I’ve just met them!” Last night, I barely slept as my active brain was revising the current work with help from “Sin and Syntax.” But it was not in any dream that I met Steven Pinker in the book. I have committed some of the Cardinal Sins, especially of Dangling Participle. I used to be quite strict about this rule, but it seems that at some point I started to be affected by bad writing by others. No more sins of this kind.