Dismantle My Bed

So, it’s almost time for us to finally move out of this pit of an apartment. This was supposed to be the moment when I carried the books off in a black pickup, blaring “May the Circle be Unbroken” from the sound system. While I was looking forward to this moment, in a sick, artistic kind of way, it may not be coming quite yet. Instead, the book boxes may be coming with me.

While I do not want to move these boxes again by any means, we’ve found something surprising about them. They make a damn comfortable platform bed. The platform bed that we actually have in the bedroom is not nearly as comfortable, or as sturdy, as the book boxes.

Ah, they get a year reprieve… but the fire gods are angry.