Saturday, June 4, 2016

New friends and old enemies

Sleep. It's a funny word once you haven't had enough of it. Sleep. Sleep. Sound it out. Roll each letter around in your mind. Sleep.
You can't see it in this picture. Or maybe you can. Only one of us is sleeping. Sleep.
I might be exaggerating a little. Just a smidge. There are low points, to be sure. A lot of our lack of rest is most likely self inflicted. Trying to maintain some familiar rhythm through the day while then having to adapt to a new rhythm at night.

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