2 29 pm pdt [ sinking ]
We had a plan, involving staying up until this evening
to reset our internal clocks (now nine hours off) but he is snoring softly
beside me. His rhythmic breathing is inviting. Match me.
The entire bed sings and I know I will fade, fade,
sinking into the eternity of sleep. My exhaustion calls, calls, invites
me to relieve it. I cannot resist, resist, force myself awake any
longer...