Nothing much happens: bedtime stories to help you sleep
Comfort & Joy (Encore)
Katherine Nicolai
And each evening as I looked out my window and drank up the light around me, I'd feel warmed, inspired, comforted. Then I'd reach up and tear away one link in my paper chain. I liked anticipation. Sometimes it was even better than whatever I was waiting for. And now my chain was just a few links long. They wouldn't stretch across the window anymore.
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