Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Perchance to Dream

Sometimes, you just can't help falling asleep on the couch. You know how it is. You are comfortably situated there, laying on the couch with a good book and you are getting sleepier and sleepier. There comes a moment when you think to yourself "I should go up to bed" followed by the thought, "or, I could just let myself fall asleep here".

Letting myself just fall asleep on the couch can sometimes feel...indulgent. Like a little luxury. It is comfy and cozy on the couch with the light of a lamp and the quietness of being downstairs all by myself. So I allow myself to just drift off...and then, sometime later, I wake with a start.

It's one of those "Why am I sleeping here??" split seconds of reorientation. And then suddenly I notice that it doesn't feel so comfy and cozy on the couch anymore. I'm down here all by myself. Late at night. That's not so cozy. A lone lamp is on surrounded by deep darkness in all the other rooms of the house. Its light is stark rather than comforting now. Quickly I switch it off and race up the stairs to my own bed, next to a sleeping husband in a soft darkness. Comfy and cozy once again.

2 comments:

Amanda said...

I don't dare fall asleep on the couch anymore. Not just because it's not cozy, but because I'm old enough that my body rebels if I sleep anywher but my own bed. Too many aches to enjoy that sort of thing. Sad days!!
Did I mention that I wear orthodics? And Rachel thinks she's 80?

Rachel said...

Were you spying on my last night? Because I totally had this exact same experience. Minus the sleeping husband part.

I hate waking up on the couch and having that feeling like I've wasted precious time in my bed getting real sleep. And then realizing that I still have to wash my face and brush my teeth. I can't go to bed without doing those things.