So you know those moments where you’re in the midst of a long slog of work and you’re tired and you’re snuggled in bed and your brain has finally wound itself down and you’re finally feeling peaceful and slow and you reach over to click off the light and you see out of the corner of your eye something that is either a rogue clump of hair or a DISGUSTING TERRIFYING BUG CREATURE THAT IS GOING TO CRAWL ALL OVER YOU AND EAT YOUR BRAINS IN THE NIGHT?
It turned out to be a sweater fuzzy wrapped in a rogue clump of hair. So. Coupla things. One is that I’m NEVER SLEEPING AGAIN and two is that I could probably stand to do a much more thorough job of cleaning my room in the future.