What’s The Opposite Of Insomnia?

Dear Insomnia,

I was going through some old pictures on my laptop, and I found this one of you.  It made me realize that it’s been a long time since you’ve stopped by The House on the Hill unannounced for one of your all night visits.

I just wanted to check on you, and make sure you were well.  I hope you have found someone new to visit, and that this person is keeping an eye on you.

It’s not that I don’t miss you, but you always stopped by at the most inopportune times.  Perhaps we can arrange to get together in the near future.  This time, though, let’s do it at a neutral location like a bar or a restaurant.  That way, we can grab something to eat and a drink, and when the visit is over, we can go our separate ways.

You do know that you have a tendency to overstay your welcome, right?  I mean, this news shouldn’t be a surprise to you.  I think we could be really good friends, Insomnia, if you just learned a thing or two about boundaries.  If you’re willing to do that, then I say let’s spend some time together outside of The House on the Hill and see how it goes.

As for me, I’ve been busy lately doing a lot of writing and running.  That leaves me so exhausted at the end of the day that I’ve been sleeping like a baby.  It’s been so wonderful.

So maybe you have come knocking in the middle of the night, but I’ve been sound asleep and haven’t heard you.  If that’s the case, I apologize and wasn’t trying to be rude.  This sort of thing is to be expected, though, when you pop in unannounced at such odd hours.

Again, I hope this letter finds you well.  Let’s do lunch sometime.  I’ve really been craving a burger lately, so maybe we can go to Texas Roadhouse.

Let me know!

Your old pal,

Austin