It's good to be king
So I picked up the new bed from the furniture store yesterday. It replaces the twin I've been sleeping on. I admit that I wanted a bigger bed because I hope I'll eventually have somebody to share it with. But last night, it felt great to have the brand new bed and the brand new sheets all to myself, to stretch out and pull my down comforter up to my chin, to feel like I was sleeping on top of the world, wrapped in a cloud. A great way to end the day, a great way to start a new day. It's good to be king.
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