karmachameleon

I love sleeping with another person. Nothing sexual, just sharing a bed and sleeping. Me and my friend Nate tend to just crash in the same bed after we've smoked or drank (drunk?) and I never really thought about it before. Yesterday we crashed and in the middle of the night I woke up and his arm had just slipped around my waist while he was asleep, just very innocently. I don't know how to describe it, I just felt warm and loved and so comfortable. Protected. I fell back asleep and had wonderful dreams.

It could have just been the wine and sherry, of course.