Side...

...note.

A little known fact.

When I have problems sleeping I imagine that my bed is a makeshift wooden raft floating in the middle of the ocean. There has always been something about the motion of waves, a warm sea breeze and limbs that dangle slightly off the edge that I’ve found soothing. While watching you sleep on my chest I realized that this feeling that I conjure up simulates what it was like to fall asleep on top of your grandfather. It’s just a version that a grown mind finds acceptable.