I want to sleep with you. I don't mean have sex. I mean sleep. Under my blankets. In my bed. With the window cracked, so it's chilly and we have to cuddle closer. No talking, just sleepy, blissfully happy, silence.
I’m not so sure why it’s so easy to cast our attention on what we do not have, rather than what we do have? On the problem and all that is going wrong rather than what is good and right. And I’m not really talking about things here. I’m talking more relat