My pillow makes me so happy because sleep makes me so happy. But sleep without my pillow makes me less happy. When I am without my pillow I just think about the better sleep that I could be getting with my pillow if I had it. There are a few occasions where I am pretty content with the pillow that I am sleeping on that is not my own and I am very thankful for those days, but for the most part, I need my pillow to reach maximum happiness.
It's ironic because my pillow is barely a pillow. It lost its fluff and now it is just a few feathers in a sack. But it is most comfortable to me spiritually, physically, and mentally. I am complete with my pillow and I appreciate all the times we share together.
I so want to get one of those >$100 pillows. They look nice but I'm not sure how the parting of the pillow I love so much would go over. I think it would be a slow transition where I have my loved one next to me and the new one in front of me. I will start with the new but end up on the old. Then the new will be pushed in the corner and I will realize that I can never part with my first true love, my pillow.
I think I love my pillow so much I should name her. Her or him? I'm not sure what is more normal. If I decide a girl is more normal I will name her Trista. If I decide it is more normal to say my pillow is a boy then I will name him Philip. Well I think I will name my first dog Philip. I just think that is funny. But if I never get a dog, then I will make it my pillows name. But I do plan on getting a dog, actually 2, one huge one and one little one and they will be best friends and it will look really funny, but besides that I will name one Phil, so then I think I would name my male pillow Terrance.
I think a fleece pillow cover would be really comfy. I'm going to look into that.
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