.living room with two older brothers meant i got the worst seat in the room. it actually meant i had to lay on the rug and prop my feet on the chest that held the television. most of the time i didn’t mind. if we watched a movie i didn’t like it because while it was quite comfortable for a short time, you are limited to flat on back and i am very big on moving around. on that note.. the most comfortable, sleep friendly position is facing directly away from the television. imagine.. 9th inning of a close game, your team is losing and you are watching like always, lying down on your left side fighting away sleep, you just have to make it 2 more outs and you can close your eyes with peace of mind knowing that you did your part for the team. Walking away now means you might kill the hope, or the chance at a rally, couple of hits string together, runners move, one scores to tie it up. now you have men on second & third with still only one out. You liven up a little with the excitement and tension, but you tell yourself you just cant do extra innings, as if you the closer telling the manager you “just aint got nothing left in the tank”
then the unthinkable, a pitching change, a rally killer. nana nana hey hey goodbye kicks on the stadium PA, to accompany the pitcher off the field. this bids you farewell also. You are not willing to hit the proverbial showers but merely resign to the dugout. By this I do mean the most comfortable position/place in the world, you couldn’t bring yourself to actually get off couch, so you muster what little you have left and flop over to lay on your right side, and face AWAY from the TV. Nothing short of a miracle occurs, every muscle in your body gives way to relaxation, your body is covered by this euphoric form of rest and a little smile comes to your face because you know you gave ‘em all that you had. You have finished the race, now your reward, having given up not a moment to soon, is to experience rest in its greatest form, in the worlds most wonderful arena. your living room is filled with the glow of stadium lights, and the soothing rumble of a bottom of the 9th crowd. A rumble, fit more for sleeping than pure silence.
then the unthinkable, a pitching change, a rally killer. nana nana hey hey goodbye kicks on the stadium PA, to accompany the pitcher off the field. this bids you farewell also. You are not willing to hit the proverbial showers but merely resign to the dugout. By this I do mean the most comfortable position/place in the world, you couldn’t bring yourself to actually get off couch, so you muster what little you have left and flop over to lay on your right side, and face AWAY from the TV. Nothing short of a miracle occurs, every muscle in your body gives way to relaxation, your body is covered by this euphoric form of rest and a little smile comes to your face because you know you gave ‘em all that you had. You have finished the race, now your reward, having given up not a moment to soon, is to experience rest in its greatest form, in the worlds most wonderful arena. your living room is filled with the glow of stadium lights, and the soothing rumble of a bottom of the 9th crowd. A rumble, fit more for sleeping than pure silence.
