A time for sleeping in. For recovering from Friday night (5am) and Saturday night (a more civilised 3am). For mumbling sleepily and moving the pillow over your head as the church bells across the road call those who care. For snuggling into the body curving behind your back. For skin on warm skin, sleepy sex. For the cup of coffee you had to have, growing cold on the bedside table as you fall back asleep in a post-orgasmic glow.
It is not for the boss to ring at 8am and ask you to come into work.
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