Approaching slumberland

A metal knob in my hand
The sun is sneaking up behind me
I step forward and feel something soft beneath my shoes

It smells like coconut and ocean air as i slowly
Make my way toward
The bed
My heart skips a beat
My eyes heavy with anticipation
Of
Long. Awaited. Slumber.

The squish of memory foam
At my back
Dark thoughts of what is
Behind. My. Eyelids.

My phone in my hand
Fingers typing out
One.last.line.
I see…
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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