My bed, and my partner, are the best combination of comfortable I have ever experienced. There has not been one day that has passed since I have met this woman that I have not had the most comfortable sleep of my life. Every sleep that goes by is better than the last. How could that ever change? How could one of the most enjoyable moments of my day all of a sudden become stale? Soon, I am going to marry this woman and in 30 years, I am going to wake up feeling the exact same way I do now, and tell her again, how much I love her and how much I love the bed we share. —Pups