I'm eyeing my bed right now. It looks so warm and inviting. The sheets are slightly rumpled the way I like them. My pillow looks really fluffy and soft. My mattress looks springy.

I gotta say, it sucks to be sleeping in a sleeping bag on the floor of your own bedroom, especially when it's right next to your bed. But like Phoebe said, the good things are worth waiting for.

Patience is a virtue.

At least it better be, because I'm trying so hard to maintain a facade of having it.

Resilience is my anti-drug.