To sleep, perchance to, um, sleep.

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I couldn't sleep last night, so now I feel even worse.

Just completely ballsed up on the phone to a customer.

I should be working right now.

But I aint.

I wrote this for The Magnum Opus last night, though, which is quite pretty:

O sleep my babe, my lamb, my dove,
And wrap thyself in my warm love,
Sleep, child, while I watch over thee
But trouble not with dreams of me.

O sleep now all the suns are spent,
Sleep well, my little innocent,
But let thy happy dreams be free
From those as dark and damned as me.