Fresh today Β· Friday, 3 July

New Wishes

A handful of wishes pulled from the cabinet this morning. Pick one up β€” copy, save it to your pinboard, or send it on.

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May the night pass faster than a Monday meeting.

Goodnight β€” your bed has been your most loyal companion this year. Honor it.

Sleep well β€” and if you dream of work, please bill them for it.

Goodnight β€” may you wake up looking like the photo on your driver's license that you actually liked.

May your bladder cooperate until 8 a.m. like a true ally.

Sleep tight β€” your responsibilities will still be there, slightly aged, slightly weaker.

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Goodnight β€” may your dreams not contain any spreadsheets.

Sleep tonight in the exact posture you'd never admit to in public.

Goodnight β€” try not to solve your problems in dreams; you don't get paid overtime.

May your alarm betray you gently, with one of the kinder ringtones.

Goodnight β€” may you sleep so well that even the cat respects it.

Sleep tight β€” tomorrow's you is going to be slightly insufferable about how well-rested they are. Earn it.

Goodnight β€” wherever you are in the dark, I hope my last text is the warmest thing in your room.

Sleep softly, you β€” I keep replaying the way you said my name today.

May the night be brief enough that morning brings you back into my hands.

Goodnight β€” even my missing you tonight has soft edges instead of sharp ones.

Sleep well β€” I'm thinking about you in the slow, unhurried way only love can think.

May tonight pass like a long, comfortable sentence with you at the end of it.

Goodnight β€” the day asked too much of both of us, but tomorrow has me waiting for you again.

Sleep deeply β€” I'll be the small, persistent thought in the corner of every dream.

May the dark hold you the way I would, if distance ever ran out of opinions.

Goodnight β€” I love you in the steady, unromantic-to-others way nights love their windows.

Sleep tonight knowing you are the most carefully held thought I own.

May your dreams be kind enough to leave room for me, even briefly.

Goodnight β€” close your eyes and trust that mine are already shut in your direction.