With my working days filled with the inevitable fluff that comes with working in… the industry I work in, I find it increasingly difficult to write about more serious matters when I get home.

That’s not to say that fluff isn’t important. Even the darkest books need an iota of fluff to make them worthwhile. Yet gallons of the stuff is almost more than I can bear.

What should a fluff-loving person, such as myself, do when the fluff count just gets too high?
Even worse I think, are all the people who are trying to manufacture fluff. Trying too hard to create something perfect. I think if they are trying so hard to make it, there must be a lack of fluff to work with. Never a good sign.

So relax people, if the fluff is there everything will work great. But your obsession with polishing it till it glows is ruining my appetite.

Besides. Everything is better when it’s natural. Fluff included!