fear and flowers

two nights ago i thought i had finally done it.  i woke up and realized i couldnt move my hand.  it seemed like i totally paralyzed it by sleeping on it.  anyway its always been a fear that sits around in the back of my head because when i sleep i really go into deep sleep. im not sure if we are programmed to wake up or change positions to save an appendage.  but just as you guessed, this story has a happy ending.  after trying to move my hand, pinching it, and rubbing it, the feeling started coming back and eventually movement too.  also i had 10 minutes of ridiculous pins and needles. 

also ive realized i really like orchids.  not sure how to keep them alive (they always seems to die in 2 months or so) but they have awesome flowers.  i may have to turn in my man card for this confession but damn, they are nice.