Some thoughts about the Pillow Pile sleeping mode.

[shatterstripes]

For the past few weeks I've been sleeping in the living room, on the giant beanbag chair with a bunch of pillows. Big pillows, little pillows, pretty much every pillow that feels nice against my naked skin has migrated to this nest.

Some things I have noticed:

* I like kind of being in a bit of a trench, with pillows pressed against my front and

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[porsupah]

You know, maybe I'll pick up a couple more pillows when I place my ever-impending pillow order. I've been meaning to buy a couple more for a while, as the current ones have descended into being only fleetingly fluffy, mostly just a sort of feathery quasi-stodge rather than the stuff TV directors dream of.

Do you snuggle up to any plush? I've done so most of my life. ^_^ (Lately, a touch more carefully, given the newfound *ahem* sensitivity) The star of the show is a bunny I picked up at the Fremont Target sometime around 1997, accompanied by an utterly adorable Trudi red panda (in a sort of "being cradled" pose) from a little place outside Chicago a year or two earlier.

That said, the bigger issue I need to address is replacing the mattress, which - well, the polite phrase might be "has seen better days". I'm looking at a futon - much more my style. I loved being able to get up from one and nothing else moves.

Now I'm imagining a pillow-filled room, getting in and out being a bit like Dig-Dug, minus the risk of non-consensual inflation. Maybe it's a rabbit thing.

[shatterstripes]

I have a couple plushies I cuddle sometimes. Depends on my mood and how I want to sleep.