Dream Life
Sharing a bed, lucid dreams, and story shards.
When Haley and I were first married and sharing a bed, I wondered if she would assault me in her sleep. My own habit, once the lights cut off inside my dome, is to toss and turn, rip off the sheets, tumble onto the floor, and strike any person within reach of my right foot. Haley, on the other hand, sleeps like an inanimate object.
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