Sleeping...

Next to people, yes, that is the topic of my newest essay.

I miss it. Sleeping next to S and K over the summer, when we had a chance, was... well. Cramped, but nice. I have determined that I like sleeping near people, even if they are across the room. Not all the time, but sometimes. I'm not sure why but it is a really nice thing to wake up to someone or some being (my puppeh) near you and go "Morning".

For clarifications, in case you missed it, I mean sleeping. For reals, snoring, talking, wiggling, throwing off the covers and waking-up-to-find-them-again sleeping. Nothing sexual, just... the presence of being near. Of waking up to know that you are not the only being in the world, and knowing that you can trust someone enough to sleep in the same room/area/bed as them. It is a comforting feeling.

I miss it.