Storm
There was a storm over my house last night that was so loud it woke me up (and kept me up until it passed). The lightning would flash brightly and the loud cracks and booms followed immediately. Some were so loud they startled me and made me jump a little.
I remember in hazy half sleep dreaming of Jefferson. And it was a simple dream: I was at his place and we hugged tightly as I came in the door and then we just cuddled on the couch. Then he started crying.
That’s all I remember before passing back out.
By Celia, June 20, 2007 @ 2:34 pm
Awwww! Sweet and sad at the same time.