Sometimes we do stupid things, you know?

Sometimes we have these little habits or get these crazy thoughts that we know are dumb, but we keep them anyway. They’re not bad or anything. Just stupid things like “knock on wood” or “if the third car that passes is yellow that means she likes me”.

I’m reminded of my insanity by the pillow I don’t use.

Every night as I crawl into bed it sits there next to me. It’d be so easy just to throw it on the floor, or put it in the closet and be done with it. But no, “Come on, David. Go to sleep. It’s just a pillow”.

It’s just a lone pillow serving no purpose.

Except there’s something about it being there that calls out to be used. I’m the only one there to hear it and there’s nothing I can do. I don’t need an extra pillow and there’s no one I can give it to. So I pull it up next to me. Now it’s not sitting there driving me crazy.

Now it’s in my arms, driving me crazy.

“Come on, David. Go to sleep. It’s just a pillow”

See … it’s stupid.

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