4:14AM

I just woke up feeling totally confused. My wife is not in the bed.  Its not totally dark in here. I had to get up and turn the light on to find my glasses. My phone wasn't next to the bed.
The kitchen night light is on. I walked in to the living room and Rach is asleep on the couch, peacefully. I kissed her firmly on the lips, she did not stir.
Last night and for the better part of yesterday I didn't feel well. It was like I was on the verge of throwing up the whole time.
We've both been having trouble sleeping lately.
I've been having interesting dreams. Yesterday I dreamt I was touring a chocolate covered almond factory. A couple nights ago I had some kind of fugitive dream where I swam a shortcut from New Jersey to Salem on a tip from the owner of a sub shop with a pretty daughter.
Just now though, when I woke up in a haze, I don't think I was dreaming.
It felt like I'd slept through something. Like I had been expected to be someplace but fell asleep.
I'm not sure why Rach is on the couch. Lately, but not every night we've been taking turns sleeping out there. If I can't sleep I go to the couch and inevitably fall asleep. I feel like if i'm laying in bed awake I must be keeping her awake. I know that's not the case but if prefer to avoid it. Rach does the same thing for me. I love my wife with all my heart. I seriously hope she isn't out there because I was sleeping like wriggly asshole.