Sensing a pattern

November 28, 2007 at 12:30 am | Posted in Love, Memories | 3 Comments


Goes to bed at ten.



Crawls into bed to snuggle with him before he starts snoring minutes later.

Lies awake for the next two hours thinking about anything but sleep.

Sneaks out of bed at twelve to browse the internet.


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  1. ‘Always the smokester!’

    Have you still kicked the habit (I have not…cough)

  2. I have done that, as has my better half.

    I always get sucked into the late night crappy television channels.

  3. 🙂

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