An Open Letter to an Old Friend

Hey, there, old friend.

I think it’s time we had a talk. I feel like things between us have changed, and not for the better.  We used to hang out all the time.  We would get together between classes in college, sometimes hang out on Sunday afternoons.  We spent every night together.  

But, lately, it hasn’t been so easy between us.  I miss the old days. I wish we could spend more time together.  I kind of feel like you have been avoiding me.  We never get together in the middle of the day, just for fun. I can never track you down in the middle of the night. 

I think maybe my constant worrying and overactive mind are driving a wedge between us.  And I understand that.  I do. 

To make up for that, I have started purchasing things to try to entice you to show up, or to stick around longer. I find myself trying to buy your company. In fact, I have spent a small fortune on products to encourage your presence. But it hasn’t made much of a difference, really.  You still desert me for the night as soon as my 7-year-old has a bad dream.  

I even thought if I worked out it might help, might make you come around. So I tried taking better care of myself.  I got exercise, drank water, did all the things they say to do.  But that didn’t bring you around either. 

So, Sleep, you tell me, what is it going to take to get you to show up and stay the night?  Just tell me, and I’ll do it. 

I’m tired.  

With love and longing and just a tiny amount of desperation,

Jessica