Nothing is more delightful than one’s own pillow


one can squeeze it without it protesting the sweet aroma that remains of the dreams you wish would come true someday but hope deep inside you keep dreaming about them anyway   soft and fluffy like clouds be filled with foam or feather especially in cold weather one can puff it plunk it or drape it over one’s head hug it and hug it again … Continue reading Nothing is more delightful than one’s own pillow