I'm craving bunkbed. Or loft. Or something.

When I got to Wellesley and was rooming with the person with whom I only got along because I was always in and she was always out, we had bunks in the room, and I had the top one. And that was good. I like the heights, I feel secure there.

'Course, when I moved in with [livejournal.com profile] keshwyn in The Cave later, she already had the top bunk. ;)

When I was briefly involved with the fratboy at MIT, he had a loft bed.

And the occasional time I spent a night with [livejournal.com profile] diagonti, I seem to remember there being lofts involved, at least sometimes. Good old Random Hall.

Maybe when we have new house I'll build a loft bed in my office, so I have the underspace for workspace and filing, and have the high place to sleep on sometimes. Or to watch the world from, sprawled out like a cat on a branch.

And Lennon can use it to be Taller Than Everyone, the rest of the time, which should make him happy.

(Hm. Things have been making me think of Herw lately. Maybe my hawkish tendencies are manifesting again with little resonances of the Distant One, the One Above. Or maybe I'm just making patterns like humans do.)
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