I’m trying to sleep.
My husband is breathing evenly beside me and his nose starts whistling.
I try to ignore it, but it’s like a mosquito.
“I can hear your nose” I said.
In the darkness my husband replied:
“I can smell your ears.”
Day 21 of Nano Poblano! That is, Ra’s version of NaBloPoMo.
We’re posting everyday in the month of November!
When I say ‘we’ I mean these awesome folk.
And today, I’m trying to make Ra smile.