We Bought a Bed

I bought a bed today. Actually, my fiance and I bought a bed. There’s something strange and hindering and burdensome about buying a bed. I don’t think I’ve ever owned such a large piece of furniture before that was wholly mine. I’ve owned Salvation Army furniture, but it just doesn’t have the same feel. When you lay down a majority of a pay check for a piece of furniture, there’s something substantial in that. The sad thing is I don’t have the bed. It’s not leaning up in some hidden corner of my apartment. I won’t have it until December, when we actually get an apartment to put the bed in. Crazy, isn’t it? There’s something wild and strange about it that I just can’t explain. But it’s good. There’s something about knowing we have a bed to sleep on that I find encouraging

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