The worst part in the morning was :
To wake up or not.
And when the clock struck 9am, I decided against it.
It would take more effort to replace the hours in the Friday evening.
So I continued my journey in dreamland.
With Benji sleeping for the 1st time at the foot of the bed, all curled up into a circle.
He must have felt terribly warm and humid outside,
The weather was scorching hot with the heat attacking your skin, no chance.
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