c and I came home last night exhausted and early, too many late nights the days before. we lay on the bed half dressed to talk and dally before going to bed. I rested my head on his leg, and woke an hour later having left a perfect, deep impression of my ear in the flesh of his thigh. so strange, to see an ear on the skin of a leg like that. I am still amazed how much a decent night of sleep can pleasantly change things.