because S sleeps I type.
I am exhausted.
I want to write
(not simply type)
I want to write well.
My exhaustion is reaching unbearable limits.
I want to write without limits.
I want to sleep.
I want to sleep without limits.
I want to write, willfully.
I used to think sleep deprivation was a catalyst—for writing.
Sleep deprivation as a consequence of having a newborn should have its own term
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