I woke up this morning and i felt like Carrie Bradshaw from Sex & The City, the morning she realized she was no longer in “the nook”.
At night i like to turn the heat off, or way down, so that the air outside the covers is a bit cool. It makes it that much more cozy under the covers. But when i woke up this morning i realized i was only half as warm as i wanted to be, because the only body heat around me was my own.
I could have closed the gap myself, but i didn’t.
I’m not quite sure how we got here, or where we are exactly. It feels funny.