Crack-like

My bed is like crack. I can't walk by it without at least touching it. I mean the comforter is so soft and warm. The sheets on right now are just great too; they have a high thread count and a smooth finish; just wonderful. That's the reason. That's the reason I spent the last three hours in bed. That's the reason I spent the last three hours in bed mixed up in two loads of recently washed laundry. It's like the bermuda triangle, it has a limitless mass and I can't escape its gravity. Nor do I really want to...i can't wait to get back in it. Crap, there goes my productivity.