1/16/11

day of rest

Waking up on a couch is okay if it's a friend's place and you've slept there a hundred times, usually with your boots still on. That saves time in the morning when you gather up your keys and phone and grab a cold coke out of the fridge and let yourself out into the cold dawn while your buddies sleep it off.

And by you I mean me.

Then across a Sunday quiet town, whistling along to the radio, nose pointed home to bed and cat and ice water for the next morning drymouth and clothes that don't smell like bonfire and friends who chainsmoke inside. I think I slept on my glasses.

8 comments:

All This Trouble... said...

Sunday morning coming down...

Ms. Moon said...

From one bed to another on a cold morning. Not a bad journey.

downtown guy said...

ATT: ...wishing, Lord, that I was stoned.

Mama: Not bad at all. And then Taylor came over after work and we had cheese and movies.

May said...

That all sounds really nice and comfortable. Did you have crazy dreams on the couch?

downtown guy said...

Yep, and then even crazier dreams when I got home. But nothing I remember now.

May said...

Yeah, I always have the most vivid dreams when I am not in my own bed. I moved to my own couch last night around 4:AM because I was all sweaty, and when I finally woke up for real I went, WHOA! Need to write that down! But I didn't, and now they are gone.

Sarcastic Bastard said...

I've had nights like those.

downtown guy said...

I don't trust anyone who hasn't.