Listening to the train and the frogs isn't exactly first on my list of things to do at 1:30 in the morning. Not to mention the fan from the gigantic computer and the perpetual winamp play list that is currently cycling through 846 songs (that's barely scratching the surface… Not even an entire genre…) or the creaking and groaning of an old house at night. I don't mind the sweet sound of heavy sleep and deep breathing next to me, though I am totally jealous that he is getting the sleep and I'm squinting at the keypad of my phone. It could be worse. It could be 4am.
So while I'm on my way to the next hour marker, the thought has crossed mind that just maybe I shouldn't have had the coffee this afternoon. Damn the tasty, tasty frozen, malted coffee concoction…. But no matter. The eyes are finally heavy. Dream well, I will because tonight, oh yeah, woodland friends and temple friday!
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