I have trouble sleeping. Always have. But one semester I borrowed a twin size piece of memory foam from my dad and stuck it on top of my bed. I slept incredibly well, and only woke up to a) remind my future cousin-in-law that it was midnight, or b) because the pain from my sprained ankle was really bad. I felt more refreshed with 6 hours of sleep on that memory foam than I did for 9 hours on any other bed I've owned.
So that's why I decided that one of my top-priority presents is a queen-size memory foam mattress topper.
Oh yes, Paul wants it too.
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