I was not a particularly heavy guy when I started my “mystical relationship” with my couch either (“Reasonable furniture may differ, buddy” quoth the couch.). But slowly it saps your will to resist its warm embrace. That’s why I now have to unwind a wire hanger just to scratch certain parts of my body. Be careful: the Couch’s siren song is sublte yet powerful, like the undertow of an ocean with a calm surface.