A dream, ... or perhaps reality?
Stirring slowly, I flip over onto my side. The silence of the room and the coolness of the night’s air bit my skin, the softness of the comforter – bliss. I mumble something to myself, something I would barely remember in the morning to come. But, now it is just me, my bed, silence and darkness. I am rudely awaken by a slight uneasiness, something, yet I cannot tell what. The items...Read On