Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Any couch in a storm

There has to be something cosmically wrong when the tone of my daydreaming fantasies shifts from "rrrrrr, give me some of that" to "mmmm, a nap..."

I look at my bed longingly, the magic chair with a fondness usually reserved for loved ones, and am prone to Goldilocks moments where I imagine falling asleep at various friends' houses: "This couch is too big. This couch is too soft. This couch is juuuuust riiiiight."


Lusting for sleep.

Finally, a good excuse for the drool mark on my shirt.


Bridgett said...

I hear ya! I feel the same way everyday.

Remo said...

Just make sure you turn off the cellphone.

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