Almost there.

Lying on the couch, staring at the television, not knowing what she's watching, but she doesn't really care. 

Her thoughts spiral in her head like a wild hurricane, so many times she's almost driven into it yet she manages to hold herself back. Safe and steady. 

What a night. What a kind of night to sink herself into a good book and a big cup of coffee. 

It's okay, just one last more to go.