That sound of settling into the sheets and the covers has to be one of the best things in the world. Sleep is a mercy. You can feel it coming on, like being swept up in something.
– Marilynne Robinson, Lila: A Novel
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a fortunate circumstance, that takes me to a place of nourished retreat…
Great for you!
I don’t feel it coming on though when I wake I am thankful for the gift…for each breath is a gift…
It sure is…
Sometimes the transistor radio under the pillow helps me to fall asleep other times the talk radio is a hindrance to sleep as the cpap can be too…sometimes I don’t care for the topic on talk radio so I for go the lump under the pillow…
Sigh, pure bliss…. if we could remain in sleep mode through the whole night, eh, David?
Oh, Dale. Yes!
😴😴😴
Especially FRESH sheets, right out of the dryer. Nirvana…
Especially THAT! And if they could be line dried outside in spring, Wow
It’s coming.
Laughing.
That sounds so simple. Oh how I wish. Getting there is tough for me but then again, so is waking up in the morning. Hmmm
Hmmmmm…..
yes, and so yes. and to remain asleep, that is my trick that i have yet to master on a regular basis –
We are some kind of pack, huh???
we’re kind of a mess, but our tribe is made up of good people –
Agree!!!!!
I love being swept up into dreams every night. Swoosh, swoosh in the sheets and we’re off to unexplored lands.
yes. swept away!
It’s not over yet.
A dream can spend
all night fighting off
the morning. Let me
start again. A stream
may be a branch or a beck,
a crick or kill or lick,
a syke, a runnel. It pours
through a corridor. The door
is open. The keys
are on the dashboard.
~ Elizabeth Willis, from Ephemeral Stream (Poem-A-Day on January 2, 2014)
Ohhh, the Willis poem gives me tingles up my spine and into my dreamhead. It’s perfect. Thank you!
BTW, last night I dreamed there was a knock at the door. I opened it and a dozen red roses sat in a vase as well as a ($600!!) gift card to one of my favorite flower shops. I laughed when I awoke. Give me the keys to that dashboard. 🙂
OMG. What a dream!
🙃
I woke up this morning singing the song from the old play dough commercial…”the fun never stops at the fun factory”! <Truth!
Ha! Funny!
Oh yeah
So true!
It is!
If only….. I regularly HAVE to read and only when the book falls several times on my face I feel I‘m not enough ‚restful‘ (full of rest?!) to believe that I can sleep…. the joy of imsomniacs 😉
But although it doesn‘t always work for me, slipping on new sheets and under a fresh smelling duvet is one of the great joys of life – so much so that I don‘t mind washing and changing them every week – and I always let them dry in the air, even in winter when I hang them in our large basement next to the heating – but they told me that they long to be fluttering their stuff once more in the real fresh air, even if sometimes birds were shitting on them …..
Awwww, what a beautiful comment and then I cringe at your close!!!!
I know – that is exactly how I felt that time too…. 🙂