A starry night on a tiny Mediterranean island, curled up in bed in a room where the ocean breeze fills the air, I wake up singing. I look around confused wondering where the song came from.

The white curtains move in the wind. It’s quiet. Apart from the subtle sound from waves crashing on the shore and a stray dogs distant barking, the only sound is the sleepy breath of my companion.

I smile to myself and lay down again. There is a nice warm sensation in my belly. I can’t remember what I dreamt of, but the comfortable blissful confident feeling that posses my body is evedent. I sing some more, just to try my voice, smile and close my eyes.