puzzling
February 2nd, 2007 by Lawrence David
so as i sit here in bed, wrapping up my blog post and getting ready to sleep, christina [asleep] rolls over and says with her eyes closed, “you are right my friend.”
hurm.
i’ve just gently elbowed her.
“who were you talking to chris?”
“i was dreaming about how you can get different kinds of sleep.”
within seconds, she’s back to sleep.
