2008-02-19
What would I do without her? Well here I am doing
The only suitable place to rest my head is madly uncomfortable this time around. I almost prefer the borrowed pillows and carpeted floor spots to my own twin mattress. I've had on it the same torn checkered Egyptian looking sun pattern sheet for a year now, gone unwashed, unchanged. It no longer even covers the bed, but merely outlines the area on which I sleep. The comforter is just that, comfortable, once wrongly described as 'down', is actually some cheap-o cotton filled semi-flammable puff. It's almost at the point of being "my favorite blankie" minus the gaping holes and emanating odor. Although I'm sure it smells, not that I can tell.
l;p
bikeforfree at 4:24 a.m.