this morning #1297.

this morning, i awoke from another intense anxiety dream. kept from screaming this time. took a couple deep breaths. stretched. strips of sunlight dropped down from the ceiling, striping the room. as the fog lifted, it hit me that i’d just spent an entire night in this swanky place. as per our arrangement, we still have one more night together. i covered up with one of his dress shirts. couldn’t locate my phone. called out his name. no response. he’s probably off somewhere else on the property. i wandered down the hall & throughout the house, recalled the last thing he said last night right before we fell asleep. recalled the quiver in his voice as he said it. “thanks for keeping me company tonight.”