a day is not a day without yawns early in the morning and hushings late at night. not a day without a nervous laugh, an anxious frown, a skip and jump from the heart.
a night is not a night without a a drifting off at the brush of the late hours and a jolt awake at 3 am not a night without a reaching and tugging, a discovering of loneliness in the folds of comforters.