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cosmolinguistWhen Chris and I were little and scared of thunderstorms, we'd often end up in our parents' bedroom. Mom can't sleep with anyone touching her, though, so we knew we couldn't get in the bed. But she'd put blankets on the floor next to them and we settled down there, happy just to be in the same room as our parents.
Now I am too big to be scared of storms but I am quivering and sleepless at other terrors.
And once again I find myself sleeping on the floor in my parents' bedroom. It may be a different room, I may have an air mattress now, and I may only be there because we have guests sleeping in my bedroom ... but I slept better last night than I had the two before.
Now I am too big to be scared of storms but I am quivering and sleepless at other terrors.
And once again I find myself sleeping on the floor in my parents' bedroom. It may be a different room, I may have an air mattress now, and I may only be there because we have guests sleeping in my bedroom ... but I slept better last night than I had the two before.