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.