Thoughts while Traveling

It's not that my wife can "take me"... at least not the way she meant. What happens is that some part of her arm will come crashing down on my head whilst I slumber- I will invariably wake, uttering a particular extremity... but I'll look over and see that cute little face nestled in her pillow- and I am at peace. So yes, she can take me... but not the way she meant.