I was cleaning (!) out the headboard behind my pillow today, and found all of the things necessary to a girl’s night-life.

First: two scissors in case something should attack me in the middle of the night
Second: tape. Not just any time - invisible tape. This is kept close at hand for those tape emergencies, when you can’t find tape anywhere.
Third: a mirror in case I should decide to become vain
Fourth: A journal where I may record my most intimate desires
Fifth: A black inky pen - for writing
Sixth: A highlighter, for the times when I need something yellow
Seventh: A college magazine to keep my mind focused like on the future
Eight: A stuffed piglet from which I may draw bouts of happy Babe-like thoughts
Ninth: A flashlight, should the need arise to check for beings residing beneath my bed
Tenth: A glade candle, for inhaling at dire times of need
Eleventh: A blue water bottle so I may avoid staggering through the dark in search of midnight-refreshment (stray nail… misplaced litter box… that can be painful)
Twelfth: A calendar with daily words of inspirational wisdom, so that I can be reminded of my good fortune to have such a well-stocked bed-place.
Thirteenth: Headphones. I am not sure why these are there. They’ve just always been there.
Fourteenth: Anti-biotic ointment, should I wake and need polymeric B sulfate/bacitracin zinc/neomycin sulfate (I.E. infection preventor).
Fifteenth: Two pictures of me when I was a wee lass. In one I am shyly holding the American Flag - It’s a very moving picture….quite patriotic of me. In the other, I am playing with my brothers’ cars - a fond memory because he was a very possessive toy-car owner, and rarely felt pressed to share with his car-starved sister.
Sixteenth: There lies the string that once activated and deactivated my light-fixture from the middle of the room. This was once convenient, until my cat ripped it from lofty heights. She rather despises the string now that it has been demoted.