I was lying in bed, trying to fall asleep, generally feeling sad and lonely despite certain folks' best attempts at cheering me up earlier tonight. All of a sudden, plop! Matrix, who 99.99999% of the time sleeps at the foot of the bed, flomps down on the pillow next to my head, her fur just barely covering my face. I stir enough to be comfortable, reach up to pet her, and thank her for reminding me that I'm not sleeping alone.
Of course, now if I could just SLEEP that would be great, since I'd like to make it back to work tomorrow and doing so well-rested would be nice.
Of course, now if I could just SLEEP that would be great, since I'd like to make it back to work tomorrow and doing so well-rested would be nice.
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on 17 Jun 2009 08:54 (UTC)no subject
on 17 Jun 2009 16:52 (UTC)Squeaky only gets near my head to tell me he's hungry. (: