I never used to sleep with sheets (I originally wrote sheeps,* which is also true. That hasn't changed. I still don't.) Until...
Now I've lost my train of thought. "Join hands. Start a thought train. A thought train." [Giant train comes barreling through my room now filled with conventionally pretty strangers and mountains].
*Word does not exist
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