Waking up in the luxury of a memory foam mattress and under a thousand pounds of blankets are life goals I didn’t realize I should have had. I’d set my sights on just having a roof over my head; I should have been aiming higher: a bed I never want to get out of. Even better? The smell of both coffee and bacon permeating the air. Even though I’m absolutely loath to leave the bed, the siren call of breakfast pulls me out of my warm cocoon.
