The curing power of sleep. Without the BP meds. Without the support of a companion. Without comforts or security or sanitary conditions. Just me and sleep, alone in my dreams. Yup, the whipporwills sing, the parade passes by, and for so long there's been no one to look me in the eye. I just keep swimming, wishing, hoping... and dreaming.
And still, it turns me on.
Narf :)
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