Tuesday, October 16, 2007
new sheets
A few days ago, I put my new red sheets on me bed. They are super soft and warm, and I was altogether ecstatic about them.
Until.
The next morning I rolled out of bed and glanced behind me. My bed was unmade, and the red sheets underneath my blankets looked like the bloody insides of some slain animal. It was as if a huge white whale had been sliced open and was bleeding in the middle of my bedroom floor.
At least, that's what I thought then. It hadn't really occured to me again until a second ago. I don't think it's actually going to be a huge issue; I still really like my bed.
Until.
The next morning I rolled out of bed and glanced behind me. My bed was unmade, and the red sheets underneath my blankets looked like the bloody insides of some slain animal. It was as if a huge white whale had been sliced open and was bleeding in the middle of my bedroom floor.
At least, that's what I thought then. It hadn't really occured to me again until a second ago. I don't think it's actually going to be a huge issue; I still really like my bed.
# posted by Anna : 3:54 PM
