To sleep, perchance to dream you'd be on the left, next to the window, you could probably fit in next to Mrs Zoid, who usually rolls her way to the middle, coccooning herself in the sheets in the process...
Now, if you're crawling into my bed *not* to sleep, well...the infamous ankle straps would put you square in the middle...

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