Sunny Side of the Sleep
I won’t claim this nap to be bizarre. After all, which one of us has not sought out the lone sunbeam sometime as a child?
I remember lying down in a sunbeam in my brother’s room once when we lived in Nebraska and reading most of The Voyage of the Dawn Treader before falling asleep there…circa 1983.
Dreaming of spring circa any-minute-now.
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