Mmmm.
Yesterday afternoon I took a nap on the first sun-warmed bed of the spring. Yeah yeah, technically it's still winter here but this is Los Angeles. Christmas can be 85 degrees on Sunset Boulevard.
I came home from a 5am to 1pm shift at XXI (the snazzy new monicker for Forever 21) and found the golden rays streaming through my room's glorious windows. My sheets felt like they just came out of the drier. I was going to do chores, write, work out... Instead I got into my bed clothes hours too early, stretched out on my bed like the skinniest, most awkward tiger ever, and slept. I dreamed of warmer times in other beds.
I came home from a 5am to 1pm shift at XXI (the snazzy new monicker for Forever 21) and found the golden rays streaming through my room's glorious windows. My sheets felt like they just came out of the drier. I was going to do chores, write, work out... Instead I got into my bed clothes hours too early, stretched out on my bed like the skinniest, most awkward tiger ever, and slept. I dreamed of warmer times in other beds.