It's after midnight (cue Eric Clapton) and I was sleeping so soundly until being woken by kiddo for her nightly cover check. I don't mind, as I know those days of her wanting mommy to carry her back to bed and tuck her in again are numbered.
Now that I'm up I've been reading a few of your blogs and wishing some of you were awake to talk to. Not about anything specific but sometimes I think a late night chat with a like-minded friend might settle my psyche. My brain is a very active place. I have so many partially completed thoughts, dreams and fantasies swirling about in my head and they seem to come the most alive in that not quite alert fogginess between sleep sessions.
Sweet dreams to you.