To feel like a paper towel on a roll of paper towels is what it felt like getting up this morning.
My alarm went off and I put it on snooze. As I layed there in bed knowing I had to get up and face the day and all the stuff ahead of me, I imagined I was a paper towel on a roll of paper towels. The bed was the roll, and I was an individual towel. I had to rip myself off from the roll so that I could get to work on cleaning up the spills. Sometimes when you rip the individual towels it doesn't come with a perfect tear. sometimes you get a little edge off from the next sheet , and now the roll isn't all clean cut anymore. You have to be more careful tearing that next piece off so that the roll is even. That's the equivalent of making the bed, all the while wishing you could still be attached to the roll itself, and didn't have to go about the business of cleaning up spills and stuff.