my happy place
Both babies are asleep.
I grab my pillow and blanket and slowly
quietly
sit on the couch in the main room of the cabin. I pick up a few toys and books to make room to lay down.
The heat is on, so it's nice and cozy.
I close my eyes. The sound machine is set on ocean.
With my eyes closed I smile.
Hearing the (fake) waves, feeling the crumbs under me from Wes' last snack on the couch, like extra sand piles from the beach and feeling the warmth from the heater... I am at the ocean.
my happy place.
(Ooo. Fancy-shmancy.
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I grab my pillow and blanket and slowly
quietly
sit on the couch in the main room of the cabin. I pick up a few toys and books to make room to lay down.
The heat is on, so it's nice and cozy.
I close my eyes. The sound machine is set on ocean.
With my eyes closed I smile.
Hearing the (fake) waves, feeling the crumbs under me from Wes' last snack on the couch, like extra sand piles from the beach and feeling the warmth from the heater... I am at the ocean.
my happy place.
(Ooo. Fancy-shmancy.
Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone)
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