From My Bed

I'm sitting in the dark typing away on the iPad so as not to disturb the handsome man sleeping next to me. And because I'm supposed to be sleeping.

I always ask myself when I can't sleep, why Is that? What's wrong with you that you're awake right now when you wish you were not? 

I guess my heads just too busy.

After sex he just passes out but it doesn't seem to affect my sleep at all. 

I just want the magic restorative sleep. The kind that makes me believe when I wake up that life's worth living. 

Happy dreams little birds,

Xo Erin