“Sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think,
I’m not going to make it,
but you laugh inside — remembering all the times you’ve felt that way.”
― Charles Bukowski
Over drinks on a Friday, I realised being single must be a blessing, because really,
I mean, if some lady got to marry the Eiffel Tower, I can be legally tied to my bed so that it’s absolute cruelty to force us apart. It took weeks of sleep deprivation, and then a good sleep-in Saturday, for me to realise my greatest love is my own bed.
And if my bed were all these kinds of pretty…I’ll never ever leave it for anything or anyone.
#randommusings on a Saturday night, before I return to worshipping my other half.