Dear Sleep

noSleepDear Sleep,

You don’t pay my bills.

You don’t cook or clean.

You don’t finish my manuscripts.

You don’t meet my deadlines.

I don’t have time for your selfishness in my life.

And when I’m with you, I’m thinking about work.

I guess, what I’m saying is…I’m breaking up with you.

Maybe I’ll see you around..

The Wicked

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