i think you and my friends should hang out on the weekend
do you know what i love to do? sleep on the train. the soporific waving and lurching knocks me right out despite the fact that i may drool in public. there’s a perfect seat just beside the stairwell on the upper level that calls my name. the end of “aisle” seat is walled off by the staircase railing, and for some unknown reason, there’s no armrest separating the two side-by-side seats. it’s the perfect place to use my backpack as a pillow, curl up and succumb to the pull of gravity on my eyelids.
you know what i can’t do when my kids take the train anywhere with me? yep.
not only can i not sleep, but i have to battle the temptation that grows stronger with each and every station stop. it’s not really a complaint, because i love my kids. but sleep and i have been friends for a really long time, and when we cooperate with each other it’s so much better than when we fight.
so this past weekend i took the train down to niagara for one of the legendary knitting parties, and the kids stayed home with derek. and even though i hated saying goodbye to my family, i LOVED being able to close my eyes on the train without even an ounce of resistance.
could there really be anyone out there who loves sleep as much as i do? didn’t think so.
anyway…. train. sleep. knitting party. result:
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