A Cozy Night Nest

My legs were totally worn out after all that ribbon swinging! I crept across the cool floor toward the bedside table, looking for somewhere quiet to power down. There was a little brass cup handle on the bottom drawer that looked like a tiny porch swing. I pulled myself up, swung my legs over the curved metal, and wedged a discarded blue microfiber cloth underneath me like a mini sleeping bag. It felt so soft and sheltered under the warm glow of the corner nightlight. My eyes are already feeling heavy!