I'm An Old, Old Man
When I was in University, I bought a futon... and I realized that I had never even thought about having to buy a bed before. A bed was one of those things your parents supplied. Now, here I am in my mid-twenties... looking around for beds. Real beds, not futons. I'm researching which ones will be best for my lumbar, my circulation and will hold up for a long time. I'm old. So very, very old. What's next? Researching walkers?
For the longest time (from my early childhood well into my mid-teens), I dreamed of sleeping in a hammock all the time... maybe it's time to live that dream. It'll be like the Swiss Family Robinson... only without all the treehouses, and animals, and pirates. Okay, maybe pirates, but that's it.