Evening Rituals
We go through phases: brownies and Battlestar (before it was laughable,) or chips,salsa, and The Closer. Sometimes we just finish our day, all of us, reading on my bed. Late night is just more fun.
(last asleep, 365 Day 254)
Maybe it’s the remainder of the teenage night owl in me, but I’ve gotta have a little time in the quiet of evening. Even if I’m completely wrung out, I can’t fall asleep without finishing the day this way. The dogs sack out as the cat comes to life, talking to the moths as she stalks them. There’s a big fan going for white noise and only lamps are on. We’re homebodies, what can I say. Tonight, I’m hoping to finish this book.
