huddled in the pre-dawn warmth
of bed and pillow
staring at the ceiling
Yep, I know how that feels. Well done.
As my mother says, “You were born alone, and you’ll die alone.” She’s not very comforting, me mum.
Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
Yeah, happens sometimes even when you are married…!
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