Dear Life,

Mar 27, 2009 13:52

It's not you. it's me.

I think that with some time and rest we'll be able to be friends, but for now I think you need to stop freaking me out.

This means let me sleep without weird-ass dreams or insomnia producing anxiety.

So, let's start with baby steps. I will read (Cassandra Clare's City of Glass, book 3 in her Mortal Instruments series) and then I will nap. You will maintain a drama free state.

Thanks,

me

too much drama and not enough rest

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