Blissful sleep has been a stranger lately.
My eyes are rested upon by the heavy air.
How nice it is to see shades of black.
Behind closed eyelids, the comfort in slumber.
I cannot wait to embrace a minimum of 8 hours of sleep tonight. I'll get 9 hours tops.
Tomorrow is finish Art Folio for SPM day. I can't wait.
Snoozation, here Keisha comes.
Wrap and detain me in your cocoon of rejuvenation.
Wooh!
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