It's sad that it's 9:45 am and I'm already ready for a nap.
My bed is dangerously comfortable. Whenever I'm on it, I just want to sleep. Which may sound normal, being a bed and all. But I can walk into another room and say "Huh, cool. A bed," and walk the other way. But not mine! It demands that I come and nap on it. Read More »
