i lie beneath my weighted blanket and imagine i am being pressed to death following a trial in a puritan colony where i was found guilty of witchcraft. more weight! i cry out softly. the sleep that follows is dreamless.
i lie beneath my weighted blanket and imagine i am being pressed to death following a trial in a puritan colony where i was found guilty of witchcraft. more weight! i cry out softly. the sleep that follows is dreamless.