The new bed I've inherited does not do much for my posture. The mattress sinks in the middle and i wake up to a horrible back ache. As Laura so clearly pointed out, I no longer lived here. My home is in Kedah and Klang, a sort of holiday-home, making me a guest. A year ago, my parents bought me a bed, solid wood not chipped. Since i moved to Kedah, this bed has been occupied by Laura Ann and this forces me to go for the old creaky one against the wall.
I check my phone for the time. 11.30pm. Crap, thats half the day gone. Wait, I have nothing to do. There are 17 steps that make up my staircase. I used to count it everyday when I was younger just to make sure it was 17. On the tenth step I realize i left my specs on the bed. It is moments like these that I wished we lived in a single-storey house.