In Between

My dream begins to fade into the distance as I hear the voice of Jim Reid singing behind me.  My eyes feel heavy.  The morning sun falls across my bed and body as I stretch. I wonder..... I should text Steve to bring me my usual double short latte.  Under mounds of down comforters and comfy feather bed with a hot latte in hand as I write.  Mmmm sounds perfect!   Drifting off to wonderland again.