My wife creates a mound made up of several pillows that she props up for her legs. She also bends another pillow in half and places it on top of the one where she rests her head, making it a height of about 1 1/2 or 2 pillows. I call the entire assembly Pillow Mountain. It never lasts the entire night while she’s asleep, because some kind of tsunami or earthquake or cyclone or implosion takes place, pillows everywhere all over the bed. Some mornings, I can’t even find her right away; I have to burrow through the rubble and debris of the destruction she’s caused.
I, on the other hand, can’t stand to sleep with more than just a single solitary pillow under my head, and that’s it. When I awake throughout the night or the next morning, mine is always right where I started out the night before. I don’t need pillows for any other part of my body.
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From the waist down, I do a lot of wandering, some leg-flailing. I also turn over several times throughout a night, but the pillow usually stays right in place.
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