March 1 2025

All was quiet. All was peaceful. We were enjoying our sleep. Little did we know that the black one was already there. He was quiet, and plotting. But not for long, soon he will wiggle his entire body inbetween us, on top of us, and somehow under us. He will worm his way closer even when there is no way to be closer. We will try to sleep, but it will be a waste. There is nothing more untill he gets what he wants. We don’t know what he wants, he doesn’t know either.