FRIDAYS

The thick sweater helped her to relax as she lay on the couch, trying to find a comfortable position. With a stack of pillows propping her head up, she lazily watched the television. All of the room became quiet besides the station as it blared its commercials. She soon realized that he had fallen asleep on the opposite couch. Alone, again, on a Friday night. That was her life at the moment, and she didn't mind. Well not too much at least.