I put the flowers in a vase on the living room table. Our kitchen table was too small for the bouquet and it would mean we couldn’t eat there. I thought about texting Dave to thank him, but I was really tired and couldn’t be bothered with a long dialog so I decided I’d text him the following day instead.
After finishing my dinner it was seven thirty. I brushed my teeth and decided to have an early night, I really was tired. I think it was my mind working overtime that was making me so drowsy. I hadn’t slept since five am but that normally didn’t knock me out as bad as it had today. I picked up a book as I lay in my bed, thinking that reading something else would distract my other thoughts about Peter, Dave and the fact that the guy from the coffee shop was writing about characters with mine and Peters’ names.
The book I started reading was a fantasy novel about time. I started reading and got into the story but I only got past three pages before my eyelids grew too heavy and then I was out like a light.