Monday, September 12, 2011

Voluntary Insomnia

Dear Sleep,
I'm sorry.
I never thought it would come to this.
Please don't make this anymore difficult than it has to be.
I didn't come home last night.
That's because I've found a new lover and its name is 5-hour energy.
I met him through my mother. And since she introduced him to me, she really can't chastise me about my new lifestyle, because she is technically the instigator.
We are running away together and will have an insomniac life full of adventure and excitement.
Please don't try to find me.
I'll be in LaFun with my new love, drinking the night away while reading Plato.
I will always remember you kindly, and I will continue to think fondly of our time together.

My Darling Renée,
I can't bear these endless hours and days without you-please come back to me. I beg you to return. I spent all last night tossing and turning. My every heartbeat was pounding out the rhythm of your sweet name, each intake of air and sigh of breath whispered it me. My dreams were filled with phantom visions of your face. I will wait here for you forever, my love, for I know you will return to me.
Ever yours,

I can't do this anymore. I'm coming home. Get ready.
With much much love,

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