Sleepless

Sometimes I don’t sleep enough. I find myself awake, watching TV, when I should be sleeping. But, I learn so much during these erratic waking hours.

I want this:

No, make that I need this: The Hair Maid.

NEED

And, I don’t even blowdry my hair. In every life, though, there should be a little art. And that’s fucking A R T.

Talk with me. Please.

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