That's weird. I don't remember making my bed, but I just looked over my shoulder, and there it was, made. I think that is what one calls a habit.

I think there is beauty in a good routine. Like waking up early, making coffee, and eating breafast whilst reading a good book. Then hopping in the shower (well, not literally. That could be dangerous. One could trip). Then making one's bed. Then finishing up whatever work one needs to do before going to class. Oh yeah, and sometime in there putting clothes on.

Clothes are so overrated though. I would rather just spend all day in my bath robe. I don't know if that is what everyone else would rather me do though...

I guess I'll put on clothes now.