Well, I clearly remember what happened last night. It’s hard to describe in words, but basically I was sleeping at the edge of my bed (the upper deck) and had swung my arm to the side (the same kind of action when you swing your arm over to a person’s shoulder) with my bolster in my hand. As a result I had swung (or swang, if you’re from frisbee) the bolster over the so-called “barrier” that supposedly prevents me from rolling over to my death bed (ie floor.)
The result? Well, I never knew exactly where it landed till just 5 minutes ago — it landed square in the face of my dear brother.