Tossin' and Turnin'
An hour after I went to sleep last night, I woke up to find myself half-suffocated. My head was sandwiched between the tucked-in sheets at the foot of the bed. When I was finally able to free my head, I was disoriented and baffled. I finally figured out where I was (although an errant mic stand made that orientation difficult) and fell back asleep. In that same position. Another hour later, I woke up again and righted myself.
The moral of this story is: I need to change my sheets, or wash my feet more often.
Happy new year, all you Gregorian-calendar-using people. Everyone else, have a great next few days. And beyond.
The moral of this story is: I need to change my sheets, or wash my feet more often.
Happy new year, all you Gregorian-calendar-using people. Everyone else, have a great next few days. And beyond.