Dear Sleep,

I miss you like the river Styx missed Achilles' heel.
I miss you like a diabetic misses cake.
I miss you like an awkward kid misses social cues. 
I miss you like the planets miss Pluto.
I miss you like Demeter misses Persephone.

This week is just one sleepless Greek tragedy after the last. Sure, I can stay up all night without realizing it when I'm playing video games, talking to my boyfriend, or following authors around with my best friend, but nothing weighs down my eyelids like an open textbook and a series of question marks down the page.

Sleep, you have this week off, but Saturday night you're alllllllllllllllll mine.

Love,
Kristen