sunday slumber- it’s not a party… it’s business
i’m in the middle of a move, so for those of you who have a fresh bed to utilize on this blessed sunday- relish in the comfort, throw on a shonda rhimes show, and snub the outdoors. people often gave my former bed the compliment of relating it to a ‘parent bed,’ always clean, crisp, and responsibly cozy (not too soft.) ya ain’t seen nothing yet… my next sleep haven is going to be a low riding, firm but inviting, neutrally linened treasure of a nest. this very image will get me through my repulsive sunday pack- where i decide what to do with pictures of my tween self in one size too small abercrombie tee’s, and contimplate whether 3/4 burnt fancy candles are worth keeping.