Me vs. Bedding

I’m in one of those mid sleep wake-up periods. I got up and there is bedding everywhere, pillows on the floor, my heads at the other end of the bed and strange arrangements of stuff. It looked liked the bed and I were having a fight, and the bedding won, or maybe I won, because the bedding stuff is everywhere. But then again I was the one to wake up.

Irregardless, I’m going back to sleep, because its sleepy time again after a glass of milk.