amused
shelleycat and curling up against the wall (or rather, the bookshelves lined up against the wall,) but i was being a bit more active about it this time, i think probably because i couldn't breathe through my nose.At one point i managed to toss and turn my head directly into the the bookshelves. I went "ow" and then went back to sleep.
This morning
shelleycat asked me "why do you have blood on your forehead?" =PActually it's not that much blood, just a path about a centimeter wide and two or three centimeters long. And once i washed the bits of crusted blood off it's just a kind of bright pink patch. Still, more blood that you usually expect to find on your head when you wake up in the morning :)
