Goodnight

I love being really tired, but awake enough to appreciate it. Lying in bed when the sheets and blankets all feel just right and I find a sleeping position that is just comfy and not in any way disagreeable. No restless legs, no temperature angst, no strong thirst or hunger. No cravings for nachos or fast food. No strange worries about having a heart attack in the middle of the night. No slight headache that may turn into a stroke at 3:00 a.m. or driving rain that keeps me up worrying about the cat. Just soft coziness and warmth. Ahhhhh. It's moments like this that allow me to experience supreme gratefulness.