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Every time we move, it ends up different. In my last place, I slept on the left, because it was closer to the door, and I start at an ungodly hour in the morning, and it was also closer to the bathroom. In this house, I started sleeping on the right, it was closer to the door, but further away from the bathroom (I only ended up almost peeing in my closet once), but then after summer, we moved so that the fan was no longer directly atop the bed, and I found myself on the left again, still closer to the door, still kicking the bed in the middle of the night as I go to pee.
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There is only one theory: THE CHAOS-THEORY
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