When you don't sleep because you simply can't sleep, you become so close to madness-so intimately intertwined with her, that you slip into something like lovers. Madness and you; you and Madness, strolling hand-in-hand down sandy beaches with heavily-lidded eyes, weaving your fingers together to erase where one begins and the other ends. You're a darling couple. You really are.
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oh lord i hear you. have you tried hylands calms forte? it is the only thing that seems to knock me out between baby waking me all night. otherwise i would just lie there waiting for the next waking up. losing my mind.
I haven't slept through the night since we bought the pup home - been a bit of a bitch to put it lightly.
Thought I'd try and relate...
I have discovered that I can't sleep after writing copy, which is a little inconvenient when the only time you have to do it is in the fucking evening. I've had to take valium twice this week, which is way out of line.
Speaking of which, you are not a mediocre copywriter! You are the queen! I can only aspire to your semantic hi-jinks.
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