This is not a true story =)

You know those rare times that you wash your bed sheets and get to hang them on the line? The whole time thinking;
"Man, I can't wait to wrap myself in fresh laundry soap scent!"
You hang the sheets up, taking deep whiffs of the fabric.
You wait agonizing hours until they're finally dry.
You make your bed, taking in the wafts of fresh outdoor air. And then
FINALLY,
you get to crawl in.
You cozy down between the crisp layers, inhaling the whole while.
Mhmm...
You fall asleep and dream of floating amongst the fresh ocean breeze.
And then...
a giant spider crawls across your face.
You leap from the bed, trying to escape from those offensive, bug infested sheets.
And you remember why you don't hang your bed sheets on the line.