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Evolutionarily Correct

My bed draws me in. So does the sofa. And the futon. And the floor. And regardless of the nature of the seating contraption/arrangement, I invariably tend to lean backwards, and keep doing so till I am parallel to the floor.

Mr Beloved calls me lazy. As always, I beg to differ.

The erect posture of humans, as I see it, is an evolutionary blunder and I’m just going back to my roots.

I rest my case.

(You’re all welcome)