My pajamas tried to attack me, interlude

The night before was hectic. I had stayed up late the past few nights, and now longed for sleep. Yet getting to bed early continued to elude me. 

I stared at the pajamas I had slept in last night. The strings that are supposed to tighten around the waist hung out in whimsical poses. They reminded me of some oriental dragon, the kind that has ‘whiskers’ or ‘feelers.’ The depth of the pockets outlined eyes that may or may not be closed. A pajama dragon, on its bed of dirty clothing, waiting for the poor soul who must put it in the washer.

Another sip of coffee could not help me get the thought out of my head. Did the drawstrings just now move?

–From “Revenge of the Pajamamancer,” a narrative on tape from 1984, read by Carl Phumbertyn, recorded and distributed by Plashmantius publishers, inc.

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Author: pathweaver34

My name is Isaac Craft. I've got a bachelors in Mass Communications, an Associates in Graphic Design, and I'm an aspiring novelist.

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