I love that second sleep. You know the one. It's early Sunday morning and you wake up for a few minutes, but you soon fall asleep again. Just for an hour or so. During that second sleep, your dreams seem more vivid, more real.
When you wake up, the dreams seem easier to remember and you can lay in bed for a few minutes with your eyes closed, soaking in the lusciousness that is half asleep, half awake.
Yes, I love second sleep.
