06 August 2011

should

I should go to bed - I flew what they claim is an overnight flight from Gone West to Chicago last night, overnight being three hours and 19 minutes and then suddenly you are emerging into a bright terminal - and I'm operating on less than four hours of sleep, none of them in a bed, since Friday morning.

But now there is a baby sleeping on my chest, here in the Big D, and I'm in no rush to move away from his tiny warm self. I can hear his little snores every time he breathes.

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