Yesterday, the sweet aroma of coffee in the office was so tempting. I took one mug. Little did i know that i will regret giving in.
When bed time came, i turned and tossed about in my bed willing myself to sleep. No, it was not coming. By 4:00am, my eyes were still wide open. I felt terrible. I wanted to sleep. I love my sleep. But, because of one mug of coffee, that was not possible.

My sleep is more precious.
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