In the recent months, the cleanliness of my sheets has reached an unprecedented level. It seems that mere moments after I put them on the bed, some unforeseen event occurs, prompting me to strip them off immediately. This relentless cycle of washing has become a routine, with my sheets frequently going through an intense cleaning process.

I find myself using multiple settings on the washing machine to ensure they come out spotless. I add extra soap and activate various features like the extra wash, rinse, and spin cycles, all in a quest for perfect cleanliness. This whimsical desire to protect my sheets from untold threats highlights a blend of anxiety and care that I seem to embrace during these chaotic times.