My bed was nice.
When I awoke this morning, it felt like I was lying in a cool, snug, cocoon of love. I found myself all rolled up in the bedspread like a crepes Suzette because the a/c was really working well.
I wonder if that's what it feels like to be an ingredient.
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Beauty is truth's smile when she beholds her own face in a perfect mirror. -Rabindranath Tagore
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