I’ve always been an under-the-couch surfer. I’d never stuck my hands into the deep abyss of a couch cushion before, it was always “Let’s look under the couch and go hunting!” No one ever played along with me, though, and I was always left breathless on my tummy for a good ten minutes before I gave up and went back outside to search for the Ice Cream Man.
Oh yeah, that’s me.
Even though I’m in my twenties, I still hope to find a real treasure under a couch. It doesn’t have to be my couch. In fact, it could even be your couch. These would be acceptable treasures:
- Zac Efron
- A stale meatball (because every meatball is a good meatball)
- My future wedding ring (what an amazing proposal that would be!)
- The iPhone 7
- A Mary Poppins bag
- Mary Poppins
- Beef
- A hand to hold
If anyone has ever found anything under a couch, I would love to hear about it.
