actual falling asleep thoughts of note

dear spencer the rotweiller in the apartment below me,
just because you're getting bigger, it doesn't mean your bark has to get louder. okay, yes, i realize it probably does.

dear rachel my new hairstylist,
i believe a would-you-rather my husband concocted having to do with a hairstylist who compassionately bases hairstyles on personalities vs. a human windmill may have inspired me to share personal details of my life that i would not have otherwise volunteered during a hair goal discussion. i am, however, pleased with the results. thank you.

dear low-quality music that i'm pretty sure is low-quality but i don't actually think is bad,
i like you. a lot. here's lookin' at you, mmm-bop. you too, ashlee simpson. no, seriously.

dear almost-asleep-but-not-actually-asleep mode,
you're not too bad.

loooooooove,
jessie