I Only Get a Good Night’s Sleep with These Earplugs

Clara T. Fryman

I’m a awful sleeper. A runny toilet, a slight gust of wind, and my cat softly pawing around my apartment are just a brief listing of issues that can wake me in the middle of the night. It is often been that way. At some level in middle faculty, my father gave me a pair of his unused earplugs, most likely sick of me rousing him whenever I listened to a bump late at night. I took them to sleepovers, athletics camps, and camping outings all over my teenage yrs, tucking them into my eyeglasses situation for safekeeping. (Certainly, I

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