I am the couch, the couch is me.

SO I just realized that I am the couch and the couch is me. Yesterday I wrote how our couch is tired and old but too good to throw away. That's an analogy for me! I am tired and old. The kids are beating on me every day, I'm getting frayed around the edges. I've been peed on. But my husband still likes to climb on every now and again. I bring everyone in the house comfort. The dog sleeps in my lap. Yes. I am the couch and the couch is me.