I Sleep Around
And it’s not for the sex
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7 min readApr 29, 2021
Some mornings I wake up not quite sure where I am.
A large, warm familiar weight is stretched out along the length of my curved back. Another smaller familiar weight is nestled into the crescent shape interior of my stomach. In between I can tell where I begin and end — I like that feeling, feeling both my front and back at the same time. Both familiar weights are…