Thanks #19

And by that I mean, my bedtime, although among parents cheering over children's bedtimes, I may be the loudest. But today is a bad headache day and their bedtime begins my relief, but it's not complete until my head rests on my pillow, instead of my kinked-tight neck. Bed's the one place where there's no light hurting my eyes or strong smells or loud noises. It's calling me. Particularly those fleece sheets. For the record, I'm deeply grateful for the person who thought of them too. Goodnight, world.