When Good Days Turn Bad

I had no say. Had a normal mattress for some 10-15 years or more and it was used when I got it, so beaten-up and worn that it was perfect. Then mother got a new bed and dumped her old one in my room and sent my bed down to the guest room. That bed has since fallen prey to my sister, her husband, and their kids.

If I ever get out of this place, I'll sleep on a futon, I really don't care.