I Go To Bed With Paul

Meet Paul, my bed partner. That's him there in his mini-waterbed. For the first time ever in my time in UK, I used a hot water bottle in bed. It was that cold. Sleeping with Paul started off pretty weird, but the warmth of him in bed just overrode the weird slushing and gurgling noises he made. Ahhh... beautiful warmth in bed. Blessed. I am so sorry that I ever banished Paul into a dark corner of a drawer 2 years back. We are going to make up for alot of lost time, Paul and I, in this final winter of mine. Especially since I don't have a heater in my room.