The Best Night’s Sleep

Once there was a lodge whose host refused no guest.  Every year there was a festival that brought people from the entire land.  And it was known that this lodge would take anyone in.  So the guests who arrived first found other place to lodge because they knew that this lodge would be the most crowded of all even thought the host was also the nicest of all hosts.  And those people who came early tended to be the most responsible and easy to look after.  Then the lodge’s proper rooms filled up in an instant.  And the host had many more folk that she fit wherever she could.  there would be people sleeping under the kitchen counter, on the tables, up in the rafters, and even in closets.  Kids were stuffed in cabinets.  And when she offered the bed behind the kitchen, a guest asked where she would sleep and she’d tell them not to worry about her and to take the bed.  And rumor had it that from this answer she gave over the years that she in fact did not sleep at all on this night.  And so she had this air of sacrifice about her.  And it made her guests see her smile as a smile of genuine concern for their well-being.  Eventually it became so full that the people who had the rooms had to share them with more people.  It seemed as if everyone was bickering and fighting over their space. 

By the end of the night, she gazed on the spectacle with the biggest smile.  Look at all these arms and legs twisted up together in some strange tapestry, she told herself.  And then she closed the door quietly behind her and stepped over into the house next door that was entirely hers.  And her empty house felt like the most spacious castle she could ever imagine being in.  And on that night, as every year, she slept better than any other night.  

6 thoughts on “The Best Night’s Sleep”

    1. Thank you! One possible meaning might be that wealth derives its joys and sense of superiority from mere contrast. Not to mention with a twist of schadenfreude. And so the charity of the wealthy is always suspect, especially when it forgets the humility of being anonymous, thereby conveying a strange sentiment that we are all in it together while seeking praise for their false sense of superiority at the same time. It’s quite a double message.

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