pilling raze what look like insects at rest outside my central field of vision are really small fibres that have formed on the face of the quilt that covers me. they're everywhere. skin_tags scarring the surface of this polyester-filled snow that's heaviest when i want it to be fine as vellus hair. i would cut these lesions loose with sewing scissors and lie down with dozens of dangling threads too thin to be seen, but a wound that can't be cauterized isn't worth making. 220322 what's it to you? who go blather from