good night

it's seven fifty pm and i am showered and in bed, with no intention of leaving until morning. i'm sleepy, and it's times like this when i think of how my friend sarah and i will joke (half-joke, really) about being jealous of babies. (really, think about it - you're cuddled up all day long, you get pushed around in a stroller when you're going from place to place, and at the end of the day, someone puts you in bed and sings to you and pets your head as you go to sleep. but i digress.)

the time before i fall asleep is one of my favorite times of the day. i'm usually reading, and zack is next to me looking up cute pictures of animals online. that is not a joke, or a thing i say to try to embarrass him. it is the truth.

i'll start to get drowsy, and float between the page and the near temptation to close my eyes. and i am warm and cocooned and happy.