Nutella on My Pillowcase, and Other Sticky Situations

Comprised in this book are my proudest pieces for Thought Catalog thus far. To be a pillowcase stained with Nutella suggests the opposite: that there is such a thing as a clean pillowcase. And it is this dichotomy you’ll find laced throughout the chapters here, as well the accompanying stress of maintaining a lifestyle with clean pillowcases. To be clear: “Nutella on my pillowcase” is no euphemism; it’s my default state, my natural habitat. I can even recall my first foray with the hazelnut spread; I was in an hour-long bat mitzvah lesson and I finished the entire jar. Ah, it was a young love—a rushed love, sure—but it’s proven to be a stable one. And the rest, as they say…is on my pillowcase.