It’s 6:14am and I have been awake for at least an hour.
This is the second time this week that I have been lying awake in the early morning listening to my husband sleep and just letting my mind wander wherever it wants to go.
I’m not distressed about being awake and there’s nothing bothering me, I’m just…not asleep.
I know this is pretty common for women my age and if it starts happening regularly I will work on some habits in hopes of sleeping better.
But, for now, I’m perfectly happy to lie awake musing until I either fall asleep or I feel the need to get up and make tea.
This morning, I’m sitting up in bed with my Moroccan Mint tea brewing in a cup next to me on one side and himself sleeping on the other.
Not a bad start to a day, really.