SABRINA
I found myself in the grip of insomnia, unable to fall asleep as the night crept towards two in the morning. Restlessly, I tossed and turned on my bed, feeling envious of Rose, who lay beside me in peaceful slumber. Despite my numerous unsuccessful attempts to coax myself into sleep, I eventually gave in to the persistent wakefulness.
I reached for my cellphone and draped a cozy blanket around my shoulders. With utmost care, I slipped out of bed, moving silently to avoid disturbing Rose's peaceful rest. My inability to sleep shouldn't affect her; just because I was awake didn't mean she should be stirred from her serene dreams.
Do babies dream? I chuckled at my silly question. If they actually do dream, I wonder what they dream about.
Stepping out onto the balcony, I nestled in
