Wednesday, July 1, 2015

As close to a heatwave as we get. Sweat drenched hair on my neck and a continual hot flush hum in my blood.

I put clean sheets on my bed, white sheets, pure and summery, except for the wrinkles. Getting into it, throwing myself on top is like diving into a microcosmic Santorini, blue walls, blue sky outside, birdsong and cool white sheets.

It's a beautiful embrace, that of bedlinen. I don't know why I don't change it more often. 


Ms. Moon said...

I think I should change my sheets daily I love it so much.

Mwa said...

I have a stupid allergy to dust mites, so I now get my cleaner to change my sheets every week. How decadent is that?

Jo said...

Oh, I don't think that's decadent, I think that's recommended!