Bed Love and Hate

You know how you feel about your bed when you come home from a trip?  It’s heaven…there’s no place like home, and all that jazz?  Yeah…me too.  Lurv the bed.

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Then you get sick.  You find yourself there, not out of choice, but necessity…it becomes a little like a comfy prison.  With each passing day that you are stuck, do you grow to hate it a little more…until it just plain disgusts you?  Yeah…me too.  Hate the bed.

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