Why can't I figure this out? It should be so simple. It's one of the most natural and instinctive things we do, sleeping. But I just can't figure out what to do with my arms.
Funny how some things can trigger memories. I've had a sea shanty running through my head lately. Which means on this cold winter day, I'm thinking about the beach.
By the time I turned the last page, I was thinking, "Who are these people? I know none of them."