Last night I did laundry, and decided it was time to change the sheets. And, since it’s now fall and is actually now acting like fall, I put flannel sheets on my bed. Oh, how I love flannel sheets. They’re so soft and warm and cozy. They make me never want to get out of bed. Not that that’s abnormal, it’s just that flannel sheets make getting out of bed harder. Mmm. Flannel sheets. In junior year of high school, we had to do these free writing journal things, and write something like 5 entries every two weeks. We had some suggestions, or we could write about whatever. And then we turned them in. And I wrote an entire entry about how much I loved my flannel sheets. And it’s still true.
Current song in my head:
“Rockin’ the Suburbs” by Ben Folds