I’m awakened by a flash of white light in my eye.
Realize it’s not a dream but my wife’s Fitbit, still on her wrist, as she rolls over in her sleep it’s monitoring.
And then everything’s dark again.
Come view the world from my loft
I’m awakened by a flash of white light in my eye.
Realize it’s not a dream but my wife’s Fitbit, still on her wrist, as she rolls over in her sleep it’s monitoring.
And then everything’s dark again.