Sleeping in

This is my favorite time of the year, at least at this time of the year.  (In the spring, I always claim it champion).  And one of the biggest reasons is the flip and flop to the cold pillow.  Or the smooshing over to the colder sheets.  Moving from warm to cold, cold to warm.  That's where I am most comfortable. 

Some people want radiance all of the time.  Others thrive in challenge and innovation.  I want it both.  The cozy sureness, then the flip to something new.  The reward of meeting the obstacle, then the ease of not having to try too hard. 

That's fall. That's the metaphor of fall sleep.  The cusp. One foot in, one foot out.  Moving forward, while lingering in the past.  Cold pillow, warm pillow.  Warm feet, cold feet.  Adjusting in something you know, with there always being a new spot to find.