the horizontal compulsion

Gravity appears to be stronger at the center of my bed. I'm almost positive a close atomic inspection would reveal compacted matter approaching the density of a black hole, and, thus, an extremely strong gravitational pull. This has to be why it draws me to it straight upon walking through the door after work for ridiculous things like six o'clock naps, and why rising in the peaceful, birdsong-sweet summer mornings has become a feat worthy of Atlas. Maybe the poor guy shouldn't be sculpted holding the world anymore. In our modern era, that's almost too dramatic. Maybe he should be depicted holding a bed.