During the summer I usually don't use my blanket when I sleep—at least to begin with. Instead, I fold the blanket over at the foot of my bed, or sometimes I just kick it off the bed entirely. The magical thing is that when I wake up in the morning, I am always wrapped up in my blanket, though I can never remember retrieving it from the floor. Do I grab it in my sleep? Do the magical nighttime fairies cover me up as I slumber? The world may never know… though sometimes when I wake up, the blanket is turned sideways so that my feet stick out. Maybe that's a clue; I think the magical nighttime fairies would at least turn it the right way.