clean sheets

Have you heard that thing about how stubbing your toe is actually more painful that child-birth but it doesn’t feel that bad because it only hits you for a second whereas if you had to deal with it for hours it would be intolerable? [I didn’t just make that up, right?]

I was thinking about it in relation to good stuff. You know how amazing it feels to crawl into bed when you’re super tired and it’s clean sheets night? SO GOOD! But that feeling only lasts for a minute or two and it only happens once-a-week-ish.

I found myself wondering: if, somehow that feeling could be sustained, would it just be too much? Would we just explode from the loveliness of it all?

Tags: gratitude, happiness