There's a surprising breeze from my window

There are times where I'm just so ridiculously glad to be alive. The girl I'm subletting from has this awesome bed, and I got these sateen sheets from Marshalls (that are polka-dotted)that make me think my entire life was gearing up to this bed.

On a less happy note, I have apparently been beset with writer's block. I just have no desire to write. Ooops. Clearly the calculus has rewritten my brain.