I’m tired to my bones today. There’s another funeral on friday and I’m not sure that I have the stamina for another round. It’s a long trip, an even longer journey, and I have had enough introspection for the moment.
Come join me and dream, sweet one, calls my bed. Soon, I say. I need to shut down my computer and close my eyes. Yes do, says my pillow, I am waiting for your sweet head. I’ll cover you, whispers my duva. Yes, take me to my dreams, I respond. Sleep tight, murmurs my curtains as I shut out the light and crash on the shore.