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An Insomnia Addled Love Letter

“Anything  that's  human is  mentionable , and anything  that  is  mentionable  can be more  manageable . " —Fred Rogers It’s 7:30 in the morning and I haven’t slept yet. It’s a thing that happens a lot these days. I read a while, watched a couple of documentaries, hung around YouTube, went for a silent meditative walk at 4:00 am, hung out briefly with a friend and fellow insomniac, walked home to silence but for the birdsong and garbage trucks. Tried to write, but couldn’t. Watched the sunrise. Tried to sleep. And now here I am. Writing to you, my dear anonymous reader. There is a certain vulnerability that comes with insomnia. I suppose that in boxing and in life, when you become exhausted you let your guard down. I mean, this is exactly how the movie Jerry Maguire started off. A sleepless night leads a dude (with great hair) to write an emotionally charged idealistic manifesto for a better world. I don’t know if this is going to be tha

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