After all, when I was growing up, I used to never be able to sleep. It was not because of the 300 count sheets that I couldn't sleep, nonetheless, I remember what it was like. I would toss and turn all night in my little room, looking at my faded gray walls in the light coming through the Venetian blinds, and feel the 300 thread count sheets scratch my body and soak up my sweat as I tried in vain to sleep. I am not saying that I would have slept if I had had 600 thread count sheets. I was not kept up by the sheets themselves. It is just that, things are different now. I guess it all has to be taken as a whole. I have entered a new phase of my life now that the business I started has begun to be somewhat successful. I sleep all night through on nice, 600 thread count sheets, and in general can afford some of the better things in life. My bed is comfortable and not lumpy like the one that I used to have as a kid, and I have a comfortable, fluffy duvet on top of me when I sleep. Sometimes I lie in bed and just roll back and forth, enjoying the feeling of Egyptian cotton 600 thread count sheets against my back. There is just nothing like sleeping in comfort, and my 600 thread count sheets give me comfort that I never had growing up. I guess that I am grateful for that – grateful for my parents for believing in me, but also grateful to myself for working so hard to succeed when I could have given up.
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