And then one student said that happiness is what happens when you go to bed on the hottest summer night, a nigh so hot you can't even wear a tee-shirt and you sleep on top of the sheets instead of under them, although try to sleep is probably more accurate. And then some point late,late,late at night, say just a bit before dawn, the heat finally breaks and the night turns cool and when you briefly wake up, you notice that you're almost chilly and, in your groggy, half-counciousness, you reach over and pull the sheet around you and just that flimsy sheet makes it warm enough and you drift back off into a deep sleep. And it's that reaching, that gesture, that reflex we have to pull what's warm-- whether it's something or someone-- toward us, that feeling we get when we do that, that feelings of being safe in the world and ready for sleep, that's happiness.
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March 12, 2013 7:02pm UTC
I found myself thinking about you again tonight. Just like last night, and the night before and every single night since our friendship ended. I guess I just cant help but wonder if I ever cross your mind, even if its just for a second or two. I wonder if you ever think of me late at night when youre alone in your bed. I just hope that one day I will find enough courage to tell you all of this, and let you know how much I miss you. Not tonight though, or tomorrow night, and until the night I do tell you, I will just keep remembering you, and everything we shared, and how adorable you were. Again and again.
Those thoughts that keep you up almost all night long. thoughts about the past, present and the future. ENFLESS WHAT IF'S, COULD'VES AND SHOULD'VES. Memories of the past and flashbacks.all those things, keep you awake.
For those not in the know, Night Witches were Russian lady bombers who bombed the sh//t out of German lines in WW2. Thing is though, they had the oldest, noisiest, crappiest planes in the entire world. The engines used to conk out halfway through their missions, so they had to climb out on the wings mid flight to restart the props. The planes were also so noisy that to stop germans from hearing them coming and starting up their anti-aircraft guns, they’d climb up to a certain height, coast down to german positions, drop their bombs, restart their engines in midair, and get out of there. Why isn't this taught in history class?