Dear Roving,
I love you. I hate you.
I love your fluffy, softy goodness. I hate that it takes you 71 years and four days to dry.
I love your fluffy, softy goodness. I hate the piles of fiber you leave on my floor.
I love your fluffy, softy goodness. I hate that I can't manhandle you, lest you disintegrate.
I love your fluffy, softy goodness. I hate that you felt so easily and that I cannot use my usual Yarnista tricks when I dye you.
I love your fluffy, softy goodness. I hate you.
And also, I love you.
Most sincerely,
Yarnista