It was snowing when I went to bed last night. I haven't been sleeping soundly of late, so I pulled a well-used, old familiar comforter off the shelf and spread it over the bed.
Then I added a layer of dogs on top.
We all arranged ourselves and drifted off to sleep.
I slept all night, a deep, restful sleep and woke later than I have in months. Truly, that snow was a gift.
Saturday, December 15, 2012
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this is the best story. I want this story to be my own. lovely.
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