I loooooove to sleep. I know it’s incredibly boring of me to love sleep, but it’s just so wonderful. My bed was extra cozy this morning, I couldn’t help hitting snooze a few extra times. Feeling all warm and snuggly and tucking my comforter around me, it was positively blissful. I have a love/hate relationship with mornings. I really do enjoy what morning feels like, with the cool bright sunrays. And the freshness of a new day makes me want run barefoot through a field of poppies…still it is cruel morning that makes me leave the absolute comfort of my sanctuary of rest. Ah well…