perfect morning
June 13, 2002
everything was perfect this morning.
the covers were heavy enough to hold me in bed.
the pillow was at least twice as fluffy as it usually is.
the bed was the perfect temperature.
the fan was blowing a slight breeze onto my face, yet was not blowing any of my hair into my face.
lacey was cuddling with me under the covers with my arm as her pillow - she was actually falling asleep.
everything, that is, except for one large problem: it was morning.
didnt get home until after 2 from celebrating damons resignation. absolutely positively had to be up by 7.40, didnt really get up until 7.50. which was because one of the apartment dwellers dog team in the back yard started howling in harmony.
