Be still my beating heart. Be calm my restless soul. You are meant to be in slumber. Yet, you stir and quake.
You will worry about having to wear glasses at the age of 12 but eventually, you’ll discover the wonders of contact lenses and the benefits of poking your eye with it at ungodly hours due to sleep deprivation
We won’t speak anymore. And we won’t send pictures of our day. We will cease to exist in each other’s lives. We will just be another person added to the list of many.
Today I saw someone who resembled you – your stature, your profile, the way you walk – and for a moment, I panicked. Despite knowing that you are indeed, 6000 miles away
It has been two nights in a row where I have had merely a few hours of sleep before jolting awake at 6 in the morning. While most people would attribute this to jet lag, I for one blame it on my inability to sleep past sunrise