Dear sleep,
I know I sometimes spurn your advances. I'm sorry. And now my loud-video-game-playing upstairs neighbors who like to yell the f-word and smoke pot are trying to keep us apart. But you are stronger than some dumb video game. You are stronger than an overused cuss word. You are more legal than pot.Don't give up on me. I promise I'll never abuse you again.
Love,
Tara
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