leftunspoken's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- my sleep obsession I don't know if there is anything more wonderful than being sleepy when sleep is an option. That delicious sensation of having been internally melted. Warm goo filling each limb and the hollow place behind your eyes where worries sleep. What a gift that is. What magic. Healing and good and gentle, just like being loved. 10:45 a.m. - August 01, 2003 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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