Oh, right, to get up…
I don’t know who makes these beds, but it’s like you cut open an angel’s belly with your light saber and filled it with cherub feather and cotton balls. Kinda like how I picture heaven.
Screw Motel 6, this place came with coffee! No such convenience at that flea bag I slept in last night. Oh, it’s not good coffee by any stretch of the imagination, but at least they’re putting in an effort.
Guess I should go!