My “dream” career
An Irish immigrant and psychologist with a love of sleep, dreams up a new reality from a mystical past
GUEST COLUMN: HELENA DALY — I am as Irish as Irish can be . . . a nomad, a bit of a gypsy from the West of Ireland’s wild rugged beauty. On a visit home a few years ago, I sat in the kitchen one morning having a cup of infamous Irish tea, and watched with amusement out of the corner of my eye, my dad (who is now 82). Seemingly lost in his own world, he would shake his head every few minutes.
So I said, “Dad, did you sleep okay?”
“No,” came the energetic response.
“Why not?” I asked, to which he responded: “They came again.”
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29. Sep, 2009 
















