The Fickleness of Cats
I'm often woken in the night by a claw from an attention starved kitty.
When I have insomnia, where is she? Nowhere to be found.
Two Mirrors and Me in the Middle
I dreamed I was asleep dreaming, but then was awakened. Only I wasn't.
But then I realised you were not there beside me, and so I was, and there you were.
All I hope for is that I'm no longer asleep.