Making Your Bed

My house is a mess. So is my life. It's a whole series of unfinished dreams, drunken mistakes and lonely unwashed dishes in a sticky floored kitchen.

But my bed is made.

Starting every morning I throw the doona in a neat square over the mattress, get the pillow sitting straight, fold the blanket at the foot of the bed, and find a sense of order in my stupid, pointless, lazy chaos of a life

Making your bed takes every fucked up thing in your head and makes it seem ok. And wherever your day takes you, the thought of that bed sitting all nice and tidy waiting for your return - that can get you through pretty much anything.

5 stars.