Sleep!

I have the longest day ahead.
After work, I have to visit Tamar, visit Tom, and pack.
And then get up at 3:30 to have a shower and get down to Gatwick.
I can't say that i'm not happy for the challenge though. I love feeling rushed off my feet.
But I dreamt of him. A more defined dream. With cuddles and presents and family. I don't want to go back to sleep, because I know i'll go back there. And I'll never want to leave.