the air

last night, 

falling into bed exhausted,

the air was full of laughter.

like when I was a little girl at sleepovers-

when everyone agrees its time to go to bed

or someone's mother comes downstairs and decides its time to go to bed-

but thirty seconds later someone giggles,

and then in the sleeping bag next to her 

it's impossible to close your eyes,

because the air is just so full of laughter.

that's how the air was,

last night,

at 23-almost-24

crawling into bed with my love,

after wiping spit up away

and rocking to sleep

and kissing goodnight

the tiny human who has taken up all our cumulative energies.

it took us so long to calm down

and settle in

and sleep.

but it was so nice,

to breathe in that air,

after crawling in bed,

and being unable to hold in all of that laughter,

to let it out together.