Sunday, August 23, 2009

I have a little friend.

Her name is Beans. She talks in her sleep. Most of it is unintelligible. Most but not all. She said something along the lines of whazzupdude and the growled a bit before falling back to sleep.
Something about being awake all night in a room with someone who is asleep makes me feel like I'm doing something wrong. Like being awake is a violation. I don't sit around and watch the person, but I feel like there's something private about sleep, and if it's night, and someones asleep, I damn well should be too, and usually I'm not, which is fine when I'm in a room alone, which I generally am, but I really should sleep more, I realize that more when I'm in a room with someone else, if they're sleeping, I want to be sleeping too, and if they aren't sleeping, which they always are, I'd still like to be sleeping, because I like to sleep, and so does little Beans, she just told me so by making gargling baby noises and flapping her covers around and meowing at me, and she's asleep, and when you're asleep that's an OK response, even if you're 20, even if meowing is not species appropriate, you can get away with it because you're sleeping. I want to sleep. Meowwwwww :(

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