Friday, December 13, 2013

Nightmares

Dreams before 3 am, nightmares after 3 am. What if they came true?
Did I just wake up in the same position I fell asleep in? I know the sweetness didn't because I can feel her ice cold toes buried under the small of my back. She is still sleeping, though, which I am grateful for.

Am I rested? Is rest relative? Like coffee having the same effect whether it's decaf or not. I yawn as I finish the last gulp of my first cup of full caf coffee. The french vanilla creamer made a wonderful accent this morning. It's a good change from the fall/winter choices of caramel or pumpkin. And I've never much been a peppermint person.

My eyes are heavy but I have to put one foot in front of the other. A new day has begun. 

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