According to the wisdom of Garfield, "the bed is designed for the most exciting of all human activities...SLEEP."
For somebody who loves sleeping as much as eating, spending the night on the right bed is as important as having the right amount of sleep. I, for one, could never really sleep well if I am not in my own bed surrounded by my pillows and stuff toys. (the bed in the photo is not mine of course. but how I wish my bed is as comfy as that! How wonderful would it be to sleep in a bed as comfortable as that in an air-conditioned room and snuggled in a really comfy and soft as a cotton but warm as milk comforter?)
I always find it hard to sleep if I am not lying in my bed (no matter how small or spartan it may seem), inside my own room. Funny, but I can't also sleep well when I am not using my own blanket or if my blanket is newly laundered. As long as I could stand the smell of my blanket I refuse to have it washed. I don't actually use it, I just place it under my pillow but whenever I try removing it and put it in the laundry basket, I find myself suffering from insomnia. Talk about peculiarities.
Last week I visited the bargain store I frequent and found a cute little witch table decor that I would love to put in my bedside. Unfortunately, I didn't bring enough money and my room is already crowded to accommodate that little witch. It was cute though. I always wanted to have such things in my room as decoration. You know, things that others considered as junk but can trigger some creativity to somebody else.
When I first came here to study, my mom bought me a study lamp which I unscrewed weeks after because the light is just too bright for studying. I tried buying a new bulb but thought twice when I realized that I am no electrical genius and I might just buy the wrong bulb and would accidentally burn the whole boardinghouse.
And after four years of living in a boardinghouse, I still don't have my own study lamp with just the right shade of brightness, my bed is still as messy as when I was at home and still littered with pillows and stuffed toys which takes up more than half of the space, and my dream of buying those cute little things in the bargain center remains a dream.
and the words of Garfield still lingers in my mind. And my room is still the best place on earth with the bed as its best furniture.
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