The time display on her phone reads 02:22. Who isn’t sleeping at this hour? At twenty-two minutes past two am? Who’s sent her a thought just now? Hmmm.
If only thoughts came with sender, time and relay center information. If only she knew… with certainty.
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Snapdragon Sunday. To wake up on a Sunday morning unrested and unslept is a bummer bitch.
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I can totally relate to both incidents. Nothing's worse than having sleep robbed from you and justifying it with an old wives' tale. Then kept awake by the curiosity.
noooo but HB it happens to me... A lot. I just do so know that someone sent me a thought. I sound quite batty saying this... but when i feel close to someone emotionally, or when I allow them in that special place in my head, then their thoughts play havoc with my sleep. This is not the first time. Okay. the more I try to explain this one, the more cuckoo I sound. :-(
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