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Can't sleep.

It's 1.35am.
This morning I decided that for the first time in 4 years, I would flip the mattress of my super king. It moulded to our bodies and because of that, and the fact that the only body that has been on the other side of it is Hubba, it's lopsided.

My brother keeps telling me to switch beds with him. He thinks it preposterous for me to have a bed this size when he needs a bigger one, because Ngawi still crawls into bed with them sometimes. I tell him no every time and he still asks. Sentimental purposes fool. The same reason the bed stays is the same reason Larry's shoes are still sitting under my night stand.

Sleep was not happening, and I came to bed at 11pm. I tried, but no dice.
I flipped it back to normal moments ago.

Sometimes change isn't good.

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