Dozed Off A Bit
My wife and I had a fight the other night. She said some things. I said some things. She got mad and stormed out of the house into the rain. I didn’t expect her to be gone long since she forgot the keys to our new car. I sat down at the kitchen table, saddened, thinking about what we had fought about. I guess I dozed off a bit. When I woke, I was still at the kitchen table. I got up, drying the bit of drool at the corner of my mouth, and looked around the house, calling for my wife. I looked out the window at the beautiful sunny day and realized I’d slept a little longer than I’d expected.
The funny thing is…I can’t remember what we were fighting about.