Counting Down Days...

The blue and the red of our bedroom are playing with each other. I can smell cleanliness and everything is just where it should be. The light of the room is vague and subtle, but enough to lit a spot where I want to lay. The bed is inviting me in, and I take my book, and creep down in the reds and blues and let all the softness welcome me. I turn around and look at the empty side, and smile... Only nine days... Only nine... I open the book...