I’ve had an interesting morning. There was a startled moment of snapping awake and being unaware as to what my situation was. There was someone behind me, their arm around me, that hadn’t woken me up, where am I? Without my eyes on, there’s little I can see, some dim lights, a computer chair, and ah-hah, right, christmas lights. I visited with Brian yesterday, that must be the person underneath all the blankets stealing half the bed. My next thought was that as it is their bed, I suppose they’re welcome to it.
We’ve been talking about economics as he wakes up, slowly sipping tea in a housecoat and discussing the vageries of cultural taxes.