When we fall asleep, we're vulnerable. Vulnerable to sad old memories and reflection on our past mistakes. How do we counter this? We counter this by being so comfortable that we can think of nothing else but the glory of our opulent memory foam.
The time in kindergarten we couldn't make it to the potty? Lost to the foam.
That time in third grade our crush rejected us? Lost to the foam.
That time we got a D and couldn't go to the school dance? Lost to the foam.
That time in band class...