Friday, October 18

I spoke too soon. I'm back to feeling like complete crap again. I really HATE being sick. Total waste of my time. I finally had to put my favorite water bed sheets to rest. They were the best sheets ever, sooo incredibly soft and cozy. They've become increasingly thread-bare, so a few months ago, unsewed the bottom, and resewed it up at the top since the side I slept on was the worst. Then last night as I was stretching out my arm, I discovered a hole. Damn. As I took them off my bed this morning I could hear "Taps" playing in the back ground. I'm gonna miss you, dear sheet. No other sheets will never compare to the years you've given me or replace you in my heart. A moment of silence...