I sleep with a king, some nights, it's a queen. Sometimes it's too hot, others, too cold. But when just right: I battle Lego zombies; cook while flying; experience love, experience death; go to school naked, break out of a stomach of a bear.
The rectangle can hold my mind and body. It's so magnificent. It's my favorite. I wish I had more time with it.
Beds.
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