I'm not sure if there's anything more peaceful than drifting half asleep, listening to Ken snoring very quietly, unaware of any physical sensation except the warmth where our hands are still touching.
That's one of my favorite moments of every day. It's a sort of safe, all-is-well-with-my-world feeling. Not that I'm listening to Ken snoring, of course. In my case it's Tommy. ;)
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