An Open Letter to A.D.D.

Dear A.D.D.

Let's get straight to the point. You've become quite... gosh, how do so I say this delicately... distracting. I think it may be getting to an unhealthy point, and I'm a little concerned. We have had a lot of good times together. Like in preschool when I was supposed to be coloring the picture of Big Bird and we skipped ahead to nap time and woke up with Yellow up my nose and Blue in my mouth. That time when we made sand castles, ate cookies, played on the swing, ate cookies, played on the swing, and then fell off and asleep in the middle of the jungle gym. Then later on in life when we were in Geometry class and I was flirting with the boy next to me, and then blacked out and woke up drooling on my homework. Btw, he never called me. Oh, and the time in History class when I fell asleep against the white board and woke up with cherry red marker smears on my cheek. And then that time in Anthro 101 when I fell asleep during my note taking and I woke up with 101 students laughing at me. Sigh.....................

I just realized that I am writing this letter to the wrong person. Crap.....

Dear Narcolepsy,

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