I have no idea what you’re talking about

So here is a picture of me sleeping (well, trying to) with a cat on my head. I’ve never had a cat (out of the…20 some I’ve had in my life) who liked to be on me so freakin’ much. I like it, though. As soon as I lay down, she’s up, nesting in my hair. It’s funny, to roll over in the night and be nose to nose with my awesome cat. It amuses me.

It reminded me last night, though, of  how sleep-inducing yawny, nuzzly bed conversation can be. Murmurs and shared body warmth = cozy.

As I recall, anyways. It has been literally years and years since I had anything but a cat, curling up in my hair, talking me to sleep.


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