Ahh. Sometimes ya just gotta get away.
There’s something about hitting the rack in a cottage in a forest up north that lends itself to better sleeping. Maybe it’s just cracking a window open a bit to hear the wind in the woods. It could be the smoky smell of leftover embers in the fireplace.
But it’s sure nice to enjoy a full night of sleep for the first time in God-only-knows-how-long. I’ll take it.
Sign me thankful – and rested.
Adapted from public domain artwork