He's been close to me for so many years.
Now he's gone.
But, oh, the times we spent together were so memorable.
He was always there when I went to sleep at night and there again when I would wake. A bastion of friendship the likes of which I have never known. Seeing him decline over the years has been terribly painful. Reminding myself that "life is too short" is small consolation for the sadness that I feel.
It all started out so wonderful when he first came into my life. He was a beautiful member of a unique breed - one that brings comfort and joy to those lucky enough to own such a prize. I named him "Mr. Floppy" because his most unique characteristic was, well, his floppyness. In short, he was the goofiest thing you've ever seen.
But his internal mechanisms could no longer support him and I was forced to make a terribly difficult decision.
He is no longer.
A day later, now that Mr. Floppy is gone I have moved on and have already replaced him. While his replacement is adequate, he will never soothe the loss of my good friend.
You see, I have owned some great pillows in my life, but they were never as comfortable a pillow as Mr. Floppy.
Readers, enjoy your day.
