I don't want to brag, but I'm getting better at it.
It used to be that if I had an awful night of sleep, the next night I would for sure sleep well.
Not now. It's been days of poor sleep and who knows when I'll have a good night's sleep.
Here's what doesn't help: reading statistics like getting good sleep reduces your risk of heart disease by 42%.
Injury meet insult.
Except now that I know that, when I'm wandering the house at 2:00 AM, I'll consider how I'm upping my risk of heart disease and I'm sure that will put me right to sleep....
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You poor dear! I love you!
The struggle is real! Just remember that Robert and I love you!
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