today's the day - arrival of the new king size bed...    *mmmmmm...  king size bed*

but I digress - this arrival has me thinking of the three other beds I have had in my life...

1).  the dreaded twin bed...    location of those first awkward sexual explorations...    creaky as all get out...    and let's not forget the limbs hanging over the edge by about a full foot...    definitely not the fondest of memories...

2).   the feather bed...    ahhh, the feather bed...    slept on just that for quite a while (during the post-college camping phase)...    still might be the best my back has felt in the morning...    but, a touch awkward when bringing a potential lover home...   it's true, throwing someone literally onto the floor isn't quite so sexy...

3).  the queen bed...     bought when I realized that I should probably start acquiring real furniture as opposed to stereo parts and taking trips...    the bed where I first learned how to be a lover and not a fuck...   where I was a boy-toy for three delicious older women who will always be in my thoughts...   

and now, to daydream of what may be to come...