Week 39 – Table #2

Hard Night

I lay down my head to sleep…

Big, beautiful sleep.

The nighttime sounds of insects and cars driving down the street waft through the open windows.

I think I’m asleep within moments.

As I stretch awake, I consider dreams that are already fading.

The car crash, the stretcher, the jewelry on the table beside the bed.

My heart races as I sit upright.

Dreams. Just dreams.

The sunlight streams between the blinds.

All is well.

Damn, I slept hard!