Sadly, those moments can't last forever and Matt disturbed it by rustling around in the covers, trying to get the blankets off of himself. I was snapped back to reality, which was just a little bit sad, but I climbed out of bed feeling pretty good anyway. Something that I really needed this morning because I had really vivid, disturbing dreams all night, which are thankfully fading from my memory, but are leaving me feeling disturbed, like I need to scrub my subconscious with something sudsy and happy. In lieu of that, I just settled for a fluoxetine and a bowl of multi-grain cheerios, and I'm fine with that. It could have been a much worse morning.
3 weeks ago
I've experienced that "still and quiet" feeling EARLY in the morning when I'm suffering one of my bouts of insomnia. I'll go out into the kitchen and sit on the floor with a snack or a cup of tea, and it is so very quiet and peaceful. I love it.
ReplyDeleteI love it, too, and it happens for me so rarely. My dogs are always barking at some imaginary sound, or Matt's talking, or I wake up with a headache. But, I suppose it makes me appreciate those moments more when they do happen.
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