I don't know how it happened,
but I have too many
bath towels, hand towels,
wash towels,
too many sheets, mostly blue,
or pale blue,
or white, or peach.
an occasional set of pink
towels is
folded on the shelf as well.
don't ask.
I can't go through a store
without touching
sheets and towels, feeling
for softness, for texture
and thickness, color, looking
for one just right.
setting the mood
for a long sleepy night.
hotel sheets, thread counts.
at some point I need to
purge, make room for newer
and better, as I do with
all things in my life after
a point of no return occurs.
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