It's 3:30 am, and I couldn’t sleep; or better yet, I couldn’t sleep well. Between trying to find a comfortable position in which to sleep (my right side isn’t yet discomfort-free and my drain system is still intact) and having a wild dream about getting dressed for our wedding (we're renewing our vows in Galveston - not really, and I've left my shoes at the house on the top shelf of the closet - nope, that didn’t happen, either), I decided to get up.
Can't Sleep
Can't Sleep
Can't Sleep
It's 3:30 am, and I couldn’t sleep; or better yet, I couldn’t sleep well. Between trying to find a comfortable position in which to sleep (my right side isn’t yet discomfort-free and my drain system is still intact) and having a wild dream about getting dressed for our wedding (we're renewing our vows in Galveston - not really, and I've left my shoes at the house on the top shelf of the closet - nope, that didn’t happen, either), I decided to get up.