It has come to my attention as of late that making the bed is genuinely overrated...and not because it is too much work or because it will just get messed up later. It is because, when properly rumpled, a bed with all it's frothy layers looks like a drift of sweet whipped cream, and mushing your body into it (with pillow lumped lethargically over your head) is unlike any other feeling experienced since being in utero.
You crack me up with your poetic prose! :) i am the complete opposite. I love a tidy, neat bed with crisp linens and a cozy comfort adorned with a vast arrangement of pillows. It tempts me to grab a book, a cup of tea and indulge myself, it beckons me forth to take a nap in ultimate comfort. I love beds!... not nearly as much as I love you though. :)
ReplyDeletethanks for the comment...it make cyber space so much more inviting!
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