Pillows

When I moved from Wisconsin to Utah we drove and on the way we took our time, stopping a lot on our way.  All in all it took us about six days to get to our new apartment.  We would start driving a little later in the morning and end at around dinner time in order to find our hotel and get settled in.  We also drove from Utah to Missouri and now being a little older we spent more time in the car, getting up early and driving till later.  There wasn’t much to do in a car for 10-14 hours so most of the time my brother would watch movies and I would listen to music and play with silly putty or play dough.  And we would both sleep, a lot.  On these car rides there would always be pillows and blankets covering the floor of our van.  The pillow in the picture reminds me a lot of these car long car rides.  They were always being thrown around and stepped on it looked as though someone had a pillow fight right there in the car.  But no matter what the pillows seemed to be everyone’s favorite thing, it comforted you, not only in the physical way but also in the mental and emotional as well.  A pillow is an object you sink your head into after a long stressful day.  You cry into it, laugh into it, you use it as a head rest or even a table, it’s always there, no matter where you go.  It’s the last thing you see before falling asleep and the first thing you notice when you wake up.  Because of this I love pillows; I probably have about ten in my room today.  I use them as decoration mostly.  I love being comfortable and warm and a pillow is the first thing I think of when I think of comfort.