jabberwock

I'll take this a step further - I sit or lie on my bed all the time just to rest for a bit or chill for a bit. For me, a made bed with a blanket on top is just enough to separate the sanctuary of under the covers from the outside world.

Like I don't want to come home after a day of riding around the metro, sitting on a park bench, and then go straight onto my sheets. It'd be akin to rubbing a thousand asses on the place I lay my head at night.

Minor distinction and largely mental, but enough to motivate me to make the bed.