This i believe

I believe that the number one comfort in life is your bed.
It is the one place where you can feel truly at home. Its one sanctuary from the outside world that someone can get lost in for hours at a time. I know i will curl up into my bed and pull the comforter around me like a feathery cocoon and find myself hours later in the same position in a dream like state.
The bed is something that brings happiness to think about. At night when i crawl into bed, my face just lights up with the joy of touching my silky sheets, smelling herbal essences on my pillow, and sinking into my mattress with the right sleep number. Sometimes tho, I find a little golden hairball from Bella that disturbs my bliss.
When I am sad, the one thing that will always brighten me up is my bed. When it seems like nothing could ever go right in the day, my bed changes that thought instantly.
Over the summer, I went out of town for two weeks. On the plane ride home, all that I could think about was seeing my friends and how great it would feel to sleep in my very own bed again. On vacation, people always complain about how the mattresses are too hard or too lumpy or smells all moldy at the hotel, and they always seem to wake up in an irritable mood. But the perfect mattress for someone always leaves them perfectly contempt in the morning.
Whenever my family stays at a motel, my dad always finds some reason to complain about his discomfort in the bed, and in the morning, we all just plug our ears to his complaining.
So, i believe that the one thing that completes life is your very own bed.