Sleep on it. Literally sleep on your book. Well, I did. Kind of. It was strange, really, but I kid you not, my subconscious refused to sleep on this book. Any time I would wake up in the night, I'd find that my head was on another pillow, on the tippy tip edge of the book pillow, or just flat out on the mattress. My mind refused to sleep on this book. The idea of Java being anywhere near my head just freaked my brain out enough that I couldn't sleep on the book.
Is this why Beth told us to do this? Did other people experience this weird disconnect from their pillow because something of true hatred lay beneath it? I'm going to go with YES until proven otherwise and say that that is why Beth asked us to do this.
Or maybe she just asked us to enjoy our neck pain the next day; I don't know.
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