For most of m life I’ve comfortably slept on a feather pillow but the
one I have been using is worn out and cannot be fluffed anymore. In its
place I am using a foam pillow which I detest. It sleeps well enough but
it cannot be folded or punched or wadded onto submission the way I
would like it. Also, the worn feather pillow was probably exacerbated
some of my eye allergies which have not been as bad since I stopped
using it. Is nothing sacred? Seems like all my past is like the pillow;
worn down from much usage and ready to be discarded.
No comments:
Post a Comment