Tuesday, August 08, 2006

This Is What A Relationship Looks Like From The Inside

It's early morning. spiceboy and I are in bed. My alarm goes off. I hit snooze and roll over into the crook of his arm and he pulls me close to him, as is our standard morning practice.

I fart. spiceboy stirs.

"That sounded like a little trumpet," he says, his voice thick with sleep.

"I'm playing you a morning tune," I say.

"Thank you," spiceboy says, before turning his head to the side and drifting back into sleep.