"My life is a mess" don't express me anymore.I find it childish/tragic/selfish/pessimistic/dramatic etc etc.
I came up with the new name the other day.Naked under the blankets,apart from a beloved habbit of mine,is allegorically explaning what this blog means for me.
Under the blankets equals the absolute safety,you're fully protected from the things you dislike/hate/be afraid of/be tired of.Stress,routine seems so distant.
Under the blankets you can be yourself,naked from characteristics you have adopt in order to be accepted.
You are exposed and fragile,but you don't care cause you feel protected.