I got chased out of my bed last night....by a feather.
I shit ye not, a big brown feather.
The problem is, when I take my glasses off I literally can't see anthing. I differentiate between colours of fuzzy blobs. A face becomes a pink blob with two black blobs where I presume the eyes should be, that sort of thing.
So, I took my glasses off before getting in to bed, I pulled back the duvet......and there was a brown blob on the teracotta blob which I know to be the bed sheet.
I froze.
'Tis a spider, thought I. And a large one at that. I panicked.
I moved back, the brown blob followed. I screamed and inched further away, the blob remained silent yet encroached on my space.
I smothered it with a pillow before reaching around and fumbling for my glasses. I hastily put them on, peered under the pillow....and was greeted by a squished feather.
It appears that, whenever I moved, I caused a slight draught which made the feather ripple.
So yes, the brown blob was a feather.
I feel silly.
I shit ye not, a big brown feather.
The problem is, when I take my glasses off I literally can't see anthing. I differentiate between colours of fuzzy blobs. A face becomes a pink blob with two black blobs where I presume the eyes should be, that sort of thing.
So, I took my glasses off before getting in to bed, I pulled back the duvet......and there was a brown blob on the teracotta blob which I know to be the bed sheet.
I froze.
'Tis a spider, thought I. And a large one at that. I panicked.
I moved back, the brown blob followed. I screamed and inched further away, the blob remained silent yet encroached on my space.
I smothered it with a pillow before reaching around and fumbling for my glasses. I hastily put them on, peered under the pillow....and was greeted by a squished feather.
It appears that, whenever I moved, I caused a slight draught which made the feather ripple.
So yes, the brown blob was a feather.
I feel silly.
~MaryAnne