The Couch of My Dreams
I never thought that I would miss a comfortable couch as much as I do without one. My grandmother had the most comfortable couch in the world. It was soft, fluffy, filled with down feathers, and white. I used to love that couch and love just sitting on it. I spent many nights sleeping on the couch when we moved to my grandmother's house after she died. Josh was a toddler then and back then took naps. When he took a nap I took a nap and that couch was the perfect place for my naps. It wouldn't take me long to be in slumber nap land after I laid down on that beautiful couch. It felt so good and like a good couch should it conformed to my body just right. I slept like a tired toddler. Some days Josh fell asleep on one couch, she had two, and I on the other. We were in dream heaven for a couple of hours.
Now, naps are a thing of the past. They are out like last years fashions. I miss naps and I miss taking them on that comfortable couch. I was thinking of both today as I fought to keep my eyes open. It just never seems like I get enough sleep lately no matter how early I go to bed. Most nights long after Josh is asleep I am just lying in bed just thinking and thinking and trying to plan what I need to do for the next day and the coming days ahead. So, I end up sleepless in California and needing a nap the next day. I really do miss naps and I miss that couch. I don't know what ever happened to that beautiful white comfy couch. Maybe someone else is dreaming on it as we speak or maybe someone gave it to someone else and they are sitting on it watching a movie eating popcorn like I used to do on the weekends. Or maybe it is sitting by the curb with a free sign on it somewhere, a lot worn out and a lot dirty and the owner is moving and just wants it gone but doesn't want to take it to the dump. Maybe another toddler is jumping on it laughing like my son used to do or maybe another little boy or girl is taking the pillows off of it and making a fort with them on the floor with an old sheet like Josh also used to do or wiping grape jam on it from his peanut butter an jelly sandwiches and his mom rushing to the kitchen to get a something wet to clean it off with before it dries, like I used to do more times then I could count. Or maybe it is just sitting there in someone else family room in front of a television and being enjoyed by a family of four or five or a family of just two.
Whatever happened to that couch which was left behind in a lonely storage locker with the rest of the furniture and its twin counterpart couch I hope that someone got some enjoyment out of it and had the opportunity like I did to take several naps on it.
Now, naps are a thing of the past. They are out like last years fashions. I miss naps and I miss taking them on that comfortable couch. I was thinking of both today as I fought to keep my eyes open. It just never seems like I get enough sleep lately no matter how early I go to bed. Most nights long after Josh is asleep I am just lying in bed just thinking and thinking and trying to plan what I need to do for the next day and the coming days ahead. So, I end up sleepless in California and needing a nap the next day. I really do miss naps and I miss that couch. I don't know what ever happened to that beautiful white comfy couch. Maybe someone else is dreaming on it as we speak or maybe someone gave it to someone else and they are sitting on it watching a movie eating popcorn like I used to do on the weekends. Or maybe it is sitting by the curb with a free sign on it somewhere, a lot worn out and a lot dirty and the owner is moving and just wants it gone but doesn't want to take it to the dump. Maybe another toddler is jumping on it laughing like my son used to do or maybe another little boy or girl is taking the pillows off of it and making a fort with them on the floor with an old sheet like Josh also used to do or wiping grape jam on it from his peanut butter an jelly sandwiches and his mom rushing to the kitchen to get a something wet to clean it off with before it dries, like I used to do more times then I could count. Or maybe it is just sitting there in someone else family room in front of a television and being enjoyed by a family of four or five or a family of just two.
Whatever happened to that couch which was left behind in a lonely storage locker with the rest of the furniture and its twin counterpart couch I hope that someone got some enjoyment out of it and had the opportunity like I did to take several naps on it.
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