Dear Sleep,

I am so, so sorry that when I had the chance to nap in kindergarten I decided that it'd be a good idea to pick my nose instead. I miss you more than you'll ever know, I've been without you for a solid four years now. Every night I think about you and what we could've been.

You play hard to get, but when I finally capture you, I hold on for as long as I can. While I'm holding on, I like to think about the good times, the long nights when we'd just lay down with each other for hours. I'm sorry for sometimes trading you for alcohol and late-night Denny's runs.

It's true that school is important to me right now; however no one is as important as you are. I'm also sorry about all those nights I ditched you for Netflix. I thought he and I had a special bond until I realized it was stealing $9.99 a month from me, such a jerk!

I now know that you're the only thing I need in my life: not Netlfix, my Kindle, Law & Order: SVU and not even cold pizza. You're my one true love.

I'll get my homework done earlier, I'll stop going out as much on the weekends and I'll even cancel my Netflix subscription, just please give me another chance. I won't take you for granted again. We'll be like peanut butter and jelly, Netflix and chill and Donald Trump and spray tans: we just won't be the same without each other.

So what do you say? Baby come back.

Love,

Kelsey. xoxoxo