I ducked into Gravel’s room and shut the door behind me. Sliding the glass door open, I slipped out and sat down in my favorite chair. I had planned to change my routine, but with Gravel sleeping on the couch, I couldn’t have my coffee in the kitchen without worrying about waking him up. So I was able to still carry on with my old routine. It had taken me a long time to fall asleep last night. I had even turned on some music, played my favorite Fleetwood Mac songs and read my favorite Diana Palmer book, but nothing helped to calm me down. I had given up on reading and listening to music when I realized I was daydreaming more than reading. I had finally fallen into a fitful sleep around two o’clock and then I was up again at eight. Sipping on my coffee, I listened to the world come to life. I loved this time of day. I generally woke up around six and was able to watch the sun light up my sleepy backyard.
