My friend-turned-lover-turned-husband-to-be and I decided to move in together, a whole new world started flashing before my eyes. The first night we moved in together, I lay imprinted in the mattress as the television faintly blared a crime-solving show. The lights are dimmed and moonlight filters through the battered window. The most harmonious feeling pervades my soul, like I have never felt before. The big fluffy pillows are spread all over my body while the soft comfy blanket makes me feel so warm. As I lie there, swept away by peace and serenity, a faint voice resonates softly. It's the sound of an elderly woman telling one of those scary, but sadly true, murder stories on television. As I peek out from under the soft blanket to take a look, my hand wanders over his furry arm. I know I'm getting closer to my nirvana. When my hand finally makes it to his sporadic chest hair, I'm overcome with ecstasy. Now I know that I am safe and very relaxed as if I am untouchable. I can't think of anywhere else in the whole world I'd rather be than here in my mind. I'm totally relaxed and quite happy with mine