Get Sleepy: Sleep meditation and stories - The Sleigh Ride (Premium)

Episode Date: December 24, 2020

This is a preview episode. Get the full episode, and many more, ad free, on our supporter's feed: https://getsleepy.com/support. The Sleigh RideTonight, TK reads the story of a little boy who finds Santa's Christmas list. 😴  Sound design: freezing rain on the window.  About Get Sleepy Premium: Help support the podcast, and get: Monday and Wednesday night episodes (with zero ads) The exclusive Thursday night bonus episode Access to the entire back catalog (also ad-free) Premium sleep meditations, extra-long episodes and more! We'll love you forever. ❤️ Get a 7 day free trial, and join the Get Sleepy community here https://getsleepy.com/support. And thank you so, so much.  Tom, and the team. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Hi, Thomas here. You're listening to a preview episode. You can enjoy the entire story tonight by subscribing to our supporters' feed. There you'll get access to the entire back catalogue, bonus episodes, and more, and it's all completely ad-free. Click the link below to learn more and thank you so so much. Me and the team really appreciate your support. The gentle pitter pattern of the rain was comforting, Janry. He laid back with his head on the floor of his bedroom and stared up at the little, glowing stars on his ceiling. He listened intently to the rain falling outside.

According to the evening's weather forecast, which his parents heard on the radio, soon the rain would turn to snow, and Christmas would be upon his sleepy little town. He could feel the excitement, welling up inside him. Henry had been waiting for Christmas all year long. Ever since his last holiday adventure, he couldn't wait to see what this year would bring. When he told the children at his school that he'd seen Santa Claus the year before, they hadn't believed him. They thought he was choking.

But he wasn't. The vibrant red coat, the bushy white beard, and those bright and twinkling eyes were even blazoned on Henry's mind. But still, as with all magical things, he couldn't help but wonder if it had really happened. If only he had proof, something, anything to show that the most wondrous night of his life had been real. This year, you would get the proof he needed. Not only was he determined to see Santa once again, but he'd also get a picture of him too.

Henry had the perfect plan. It was so good. It rivaled that of every spy film he had ever seen. scene. He pulled out his father's camera from under his bed and checked to make sure all the buttons were working. It was a simple digital camera his father had bought years ago and later forgotten. So it wasn't a problem for Henry to borrow it tonight. He glanced over at the clock on his bedside table. It was 11.30. Henry had only a half an hour left before it was officially Christmas. Henry stood up, wrapped his robe tightly around himself and tucked the camera away in his pocket. He slid his feet into his bed slippers and pulled on his blue woolen hat.

He walked over to the window and looked outside. In the last few minutes, the world had transformed into a winter wonderland. The rain was gone and a soft dusting of snow covered the ground. To Henry, the world suddenly looked a thousand times more beautiful. He gently pressed his face against the cold glass window, and watched his breath spread over it like fog. He wanted to rush outside and hold his hands in front of him to feel the soft touch of snowflakes upon his skin. He wanted to peer at them up close and see if he could spot the difference in every tiny white speck. And then maybe turn his head to the sky and catch them on his

tongue. And re-felt his heartbeat, Dennis Chest. Looking out his window, he was full of excitement. It was as though the magic of the evening coursed through the air itself. Tonight, was going to be a very special night. It could feel it.