I haven't had a good night's sleep since July 7. That's 23 nights, and there's just no accounting for it.
My mother, who was in charge of beds at the luxury family condo compound, purchased top of the line mattresses and linens for everyone. Sleeping here should be just like sleeping at the Westin.
I've tried each and every one of them. I don't know if they are all too tall (they are), or too hard or too soft (they don't seem to be), or if they are just not mine, but none of them is just right.
So in the morning, I'm going home.
Before I wear a hole in the couch.
Related: Repose? Are you kidding?, A Prayer for Bedtime, and Creature comforts. Cause it's always something.
Illustrations, Charles Robinson, The Big Book of Fairy Tales, 1911, via SurLaLune Fairy Tales. I'm not sure why his Goldilocks appears to be a wizened old woman, but in this case, it seems appropriate.
1 comment:
I think it's too dark. After all, your place is in the city so you have street lights, etc. Since I live out in the country with no lights except the moon and stars, I sleep fine at the condo. On the other hand, I have a really hard time sleeping at the Westin...they have lights.
Mom
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