When I was a kid I envied my friends who had bunk beds. I felt they were so much more fortunate than me with my plain old bed on the ground.
So every year of summer camp, you can bet I ran to climb to the first available top bunk and claim the glory of sleeping in the sky for an entire week!!
Yup, that was one of the best parts of camp for me. Climbing up and down several times a day didn’t bother me, even bumbling around while losing my footing in the dark wasn’t a deterrent. I was more than happy to risk crashing to the ground during a middle of the night bathroom run. It truly was a week of heaven for me.
So now that I’m a “few” years older I contemplate that childish desire to climb up the ladder, and crawl hunched towards the pillow so as not to whack my head on the ceiling. How did I take joy in the struggle of maneuvering, again with head down, to slither first feet, then legs and eventually whole body under the blankets? Who knew that getting oneself tucked into bed involved the talents of a Cuban Rumba dancer!!!
I think maybe I have outgrown much of that childhood fascination with sleeping in what is essentially a short-ceiling room. Comfort and convenience (especially when climbing in and out of bed in middle of the night!) now outweighs the beckoning of the top bunk.
But then I walk into this room, and something deep down inside of me lights up. That old desire to climb the ladder and slither under the blankets calls out to me.
Because really, how fun it would be to sleep in the sky again!!!
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