Pillow

I was given three kilim pillows as a Christmas present. This one's my favorite. My parents bought them from a married couple (colleagues) that spent their summers in a near by cabin in Maine. This couple's daughter and I went to the same high school, but we didn't date until we were older. I ended it poorly, without really explaining to the woman why I wanted to break up, and we haven't spoken since. I still see her parents occasionally when I'm in Maine visiting my parents, and we get along, but there's always a sad undercurrent for me. And that's what I think about when I see this pillow, even though it's my favorite. It's a scratchy kind of wool that picks up cat hair easily.