Sleeping

I just was­n’t able to sleep this week­end. I was­n’t in MY bed, and the hotel (at least our room) was noisy. Our bed­room is insu­lat­ed by not one but two stone walls, so it’s very qui­et. I did­n’t have my pil­low, or most impor­tant­ly, my sam­bear.

I swear that I’ve slept bet­ter in the last six years with sam­bear than ever before in my life. He wraps all the way around me, head to toes. I feel so safe in his embrace that I can ful­ly relax instead of wor­ry­ing about what’s going on any­where else.

I don’t sleep well away from my man. But I’m damned lucky to have him in my life.

Cur­rent Mood: 🙂thank­ful
Cyn is a proud Mommy & Mémé, professional geek, avid reader, fledgling coder, enthusiastic gamer (TTRPGs), occasional singer, and devoted stitcher.
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