As the the week drew to a close we curled up onto the couch together in a sleepy state. Slowly we went from seated positions to having our feet and legs entwined, then my back pressed up against his chest, his arm gently lying in the space where my hip and waist meet, and finally we folded completely into each other to lay side by side so his lips grazed against my ear when he talked. In almost half whispers we chatted of all the adventures we have been on in the past year and planned upcoming tours to places we were dying to see. Nordic sceneries, the African sun, cliffs of Ireland, the rolling hills of Tuscany, the Mediterranean meeting the South of France, and many places in between. Even though our eyelids were heavy from having worked the week away, we talked of all the places we wanted to see, perhaps even live. And then, when we couldn’t keep our eyes open any longer, sleep found us wrapped together as one on the couch.