I awoke slowly, first opening my eyes for a moment then allowing them to close and drift off for another few minutes. How many times I did this, I'm not sure, but each time I basked in that warm drowsy feeling that if you've ever experienced insomnia is something you would kill for. As always, it appeared a visit with Mark was all that I needed. When I finally opened my eyes and could keep them open I saw that it was 7am, and as I rolled over I realized Mark had gotten up. I must have really been out not to notice him leaving.

Mark was a creature of...