I’m having fun playing on big Paul’s phone. He says he miss me. I’m out lots. He says we will be together. I don’t want to. I’m tired of hiding. Hal says big Paul don’t want us. But big Sam is being nice to me. big Paul scares me. Big Paul is scaring me a lot.

Sigh, this is “Big Paul.” So I just became conscious or whatever it’s called. It feels like some kind of switch except different. It’s like waking up from a dream of being a child, little Paul. Age sliding I guess. The above paragraph is little Paul. Feeling a bit weirded out! Don’t worry little Paul. I won’t delete your post. I love you, little guy. Hope you get this message.