Thursday, December 14, 2006

in the middle of the night

i wake up next to a puddle, i ask the puddle, are you ok? the puddle says mmhm, i'm ok, i steal the covers off from the puddle, listen to the planes, move to the edge of the bed and go back to sleep. next to a puddle. wet.


  1. There's nothing worse than sleeping in the wet patch...

  2. oh i can definitely think of worse things...
    i'll tell you later.