I worship at the altar of Sleep.
I devote my life to Sleep. I make sacrifices for Sleep. I make offerings to Sleep.
When I do wrong, I reconcile with Sleep.
Sleep and I met when I was young. But we were both in relationships at the time.
As I go about my day, I keep my mind and heart focused on Sleep.
I have fun with Sleep. I feel connected to Sleep. I feel excited by Sleep.
I’ve never met anything I’ve liked as much as Sleep.
I used to push Sleep away. I didn’t think I deserved it.
But now Sleep is mine, and I belong to Sleep. Forever.
Sleep lights my fire. Sleep makes me feel alive.
Food and I broke up. Food was too demanding. We decided to just be friends.
I left Food for Sleep.
Sleep fulfills my needs. Sleep keeps things exciting. Sleep is a spark that never fizzles out.
Some people think my devotion is too much. They tell me I should take a break from sleep and see what else is out there.
I just laugh, because Sleep and I know what we have.
Nothing has ever made me feel the way Sleep has.
Many tried to sweep me off my feet. Food certainly tried.
As soon as I became intimately acquainted with Sleep, I could never go back. I broke a lot of hearts.
People think we’re too close, that Sleep doesn’t give me enough space.
But why would I want space from Sleep? Sleep has my heart. Sleep would never break it.
Sleep satisfies me. Sleep knows what I want. Sleep knows how to please me.
Sleep always puts me first. Sleep always takes me into account.
Sleep fulfills my every desire. Sleep gives me pleasure. Sleep pleasures me.
I know that I will always be safe with Sleep.
Every day will be an adventure with Sleep.
There will of course be rocky times. That’s life.
But I will weather every storm, with Sleep by my side.
Sleep makes me happy.
Sleep loves me.
