Self Pacification

10:05 pm. Trying to get to sleep, a crying Fuzuki, lying in bed, reaches to the side of his head where he has spit out his soother (pacifier) to pick it up again. He inserts it into his mouth, sideways, takes two or three sucks, then his arms drop to his side and his face and jaw are motionless. The soother falls out, back onto the bed where it was before, and little Fuzuki is asleep for the night. The time is now 10:06. If only it was that easy all the time.