A lot of people have slept in my bed. Sometimes a friend may come over for dinner and they may decide to have a nap in my bed. I often find it difficult to wake them up, even though I like their subconscious presence and the scent they leave. Mostly I sleep there with my son, but when his dad is here, they sleep there together. It’s a bed everyone finds comfortable… well except me, since it’s too soft for my taste and I much more prefare my son’s bed, where I may sometimes be found sleeping.
However, when I haven’t changed sheets in a while the scents of people disturb my sleep, as I may believe that they are still there. I think my bed is haunted, quite possibly even a portal for subcoscious communication.