Boymeat (boymeat) wrote,
Boymeat
boymeat

Why must fate have us part?

This morning, waking up was a grand tug-o-war between myself and gravity. Its a strange fight when the opponent is actually chearing for gravity to win.

I eventually got up, did morning stuff, and got dressed. I caught a vision of the bed in the corner of my eye. It looked like a lover recentely returned from a long absence. It was calling to me, trying to seduce me to fall into her arms. The pillows looked heavenly, like clouds. The mattress held its arms out to me, saying, "Phil, come lie down in my arms and carress me..."

I am at work now. And I really miss my lover, my companion, my soulmate... the bed.
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