1. The Dividing Line

    I rarely make my bed anymore. Summer’s heat makes anything but the thinnest blanket unbearable. I rarely make my bed anymore because sheets look just as fine wrinkled and messy. That’s what being a grownup means, I guess. I don’t make my bed and don’t mind one bit.

     
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