Friday 13th.

Usually tonight is one night which stretched into tomorrow morning, tomorrow evening, tomorrow night and the day after tomorrow morning. For lovers, that is. That's what February the 14th is for. But tonight is Friday the 13th. And it's suddenly become so cold as if the Anemoi have a nasty coughing attack, with which they're attacking poor old Cupid. Maybe they should just check themselves at Mater Dei's casualty department, seeing that the average waiting time over there is 7 hours and in 7 hours Cupid could do a whole lot of work unhindered. But why are so many people saying they're spending the whole of Valentine's day under their duvet. And with a wicked smile? Is some fairy going to put Baci chocolates under their pillow? Or Euro?It couldn't be about sex, sex requires space and sex under a duvet might work ok for cats. Not for humans. Sex in a freezing cold room under a hot duvet will make any girl mistake the duvet for something else. Or maybe the headboard, Or maybe the four poles if you're lucky enough to get a four poster. So the more sophisticated will turn to something like Westin's Heavenly Beds. I never quite understood the Heavenly trademark. Do they provide Heavenly sleep or perhaps they're a big form of a sex toy and start vibrating the minute you hit them. And do they come with a remote control? Whatever it is, it's still Friday the 13th, I wouldn't want to push it. I'll keep low-profile because the Gods will be around watching.