Void Bed
My bed is one of the deepest place in the world. for me If I sit on it I sink. If I lie on it, I sleep. If I sleep on it, I dream. If I dream on it I forget what I had to do.
I try to ignore it, I sit on the floor, I stand up and work, I sit on the table. On the chair, I mean. But it just pulls me. Like it is a black-hole that's just for me.
I don't want to sleep at the daytime. But, if it just sits on it, I cannot help myself to not lie on it and the cycle repeats. Changing the properties of the bed doesn't work. I keep books, my sitting table, bags and everything on the bed, just so I don't sleep on it on daytime. But I am lazy enough to just lie on the smallest remaining portion of it.
Actually, now that my "brain" thinks about it, it's not "Void Bed" it's "Void Brain".
Aaah... I have blamed my brain too many times, one of these days I'll achieve a praise for it.
Void Brainiac
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