Dear Brain,
I went to bed early. Lights out, in bed, snoozing away.
I was being good.
Why do you insist on only letting me get a couple of hours of sleep? I'm tired. See? Yawning.
I know there's stress. It will get better soon.
Stop with the nightmares about tornados and moving, and packing rooms of furniture and crap that doesn't exist. It's getting old.
I've had it. Let me sleep or I'm going on strike.
No love,
Me
P.S. That last dream about the pretty boys in cowboy hats a la a certain upcoming movie? That one you can rerun anytime.
I went to bed early. Lights out, in bed, snoozing away.
I was being good.
Why do you insist on only letting me get a couple of hours of sleep? I'm tired. See? Yawning.
I know there's stress. It will get better soon.
Stop with the nightmares about tornados and moving, and packing rooms of furniture and crap that doesn't exist. It's getting old.
I've had it. Let me sleep or I'm going on strike.
No love,
Me
P.S. That last dream about the pretty boys in cowboy hats a la a certain upcoming movie? That one you can rerun anytime.
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*sigh*
I hope it gets better for you. Keep counting down.
But that dream sounds...rowrrrrrrrr.
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I hope this isn't going to be the case for the next month until we're in the new place. That would suck. I sense Benadryl in my future. *shifty-eyed* Not that I'd use an over-the-counter antihystamine as a sleep aid. No, never.
And the dream was very lovely. *g*
Do you ever dream in LJ comments? That's obnoxious.