Another Day

Waking up I lay still listening to my husband’s even breathing beside me. I knew I had been dreaming but the details escaped me. My heart felt as though I suffered a hangover of lovesickness. I could only wonder about why. Searching the recesses of my mind I looked for clues of what had been spoken to me in my sleep. Nothing was revealed; sighing I knew I had to wait for my answer to come another day.

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