Tiny bed, I love you.
I grew up in double beds. Full-sized. Living like a Queen.
I must admit, when I picked you out at the Ikea outlet, I was a bit panicked.
Would I ever be satisfied with such a small bed? WOULD I EVEN FIT IN SUCH A SMALL BED?
No, I can’t spread out like a starfish.
No, I can’t roll back and forth like a log.
And yes, on one occasion, I did fall out of the bed itself.
But my tiny bed DOES fit me. Fits me just fine.
And I quite like the view.