This morning was one of those morning when EvilDuvet II was really doing a good job of keeping me in her grasp (must be female, as I usually only stay in bed late when I have a girl there!). I was unbelievably comfortable, having had a very solid night’s sleep (due to being exhausted after another late night at work). The duvet had moulded itself around me, my head was deep into the pillow, and another pillow had slid round and was snuggled against my back (god, how I miss having that sensation).
It was almost painful to get up. I wish I could go back there now.
separating the wanted from the unwanted