She tossed and turned and got up.
I tossed and turned after more strange dreams and got up.
Mum and I did actually meet downstairs for a mug of tea at some random hour of darkness.
The tea was nice and warming, and so good on a cold night.
We went our separate ways, and I tossed and turned until the sun came up.
Tonight held a nice night out in a long dress with good company. Far too much food to boot...
