Today I had extreme difficulty finding anything to blog about. +Susannah Durling can attest to this. So I pulled up the One-Minute Writer to see today's writing prompt - Blanket! The wheels began to rumble as memories came tumbling in... and here's the result.
My blanket is fleecy and brown. Well-loved, it has become increasingly fuzzy as the years go by. I've outgrown it now; it no longer covers me from head to toes. But I love it too much to replace it. I have many fond memories of time spent snuggled under it, reading a good book or playing a game. It plays a key role in many of my winter-time memories.
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