You know what that is.

An ice cold beer.

What's different?

It's Budweiser, a perfect beer for party season.

Best enjoyed with your best buds.

Cheers to that.

Budweiser, like no other.

Please drink responsibly.

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For as long as I can remember,

sleep and I have been on the outs.

Even as a kid, I was awake most of the night, just lying

there in my bed, staring up at the plastic glow and the dark stars on my ceiling. I'd

count them over and over until I finally fell asleep. I'm 38 now, and I don't have stars

anymore. I have urges instead. Dangerous urges.

Urges I have come to control. Not that the control makes sleep any easier. I check my phone. 335.

I get up, throw on my sweats and a t-shirt, and head to the kitchen.

Might as well have some tea. Nothing strong. A nice floral green tea. I save coffee for the mornings.

Once it is brewed, I step onto the back deck and watch the wind blow the trees back and forth as a storm heads this way.

The moon is hidden by the clouds, but I know the view I have.

Ten miles across Lake Normandy, the old family vacation spot.

A place my dad purchased just before he passed away. When my mom passed 20 years later,

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