My friend and fellow blogger, Bun, posted a wonderful piece about snoring, and sleeping, and the sheer beauty of relationships based on many years of studying each other’s quirks:
https://bunkaryudo.wordpress.com/2016/01/04/earplugs-eye-rolls-and-the-art-of-camouflage/
His post prompted the following conversation:
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I was horrified to learn I snore too, although not nearly as loud as my partner.
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Sometimes I wake myself up snoring. Sad, really. I get such little sleep as it is.
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