I present myself on my bed a little after 1 am of a long day. A Monday if I have you. The beginning of the work week for most. I love Mondays. It's a chance to start fresh; new outfit fresh? I love Mondays. Those exact words I spoke this morning to a beautiful woman laying in this very bed I sit upon. Wondering how it would be and what would I accomplish before the sun sleeps once more.
Could I change anything? My day would have been dreamy to stay in her arms all morning. Smell her skin and brush it lightly with my lips. I would watch her sleep while examining her features. Enjoy the resting period of love. Sensitive I am. Dependable I know. Stop go type of girl. Things must be done and days must be filled and people must spend hours commuting. So, I got in the shower.
It felt like a stop go type of day. Stop go, stop go. I road varies types of transit; street car, subway, Go train and the public bus. I arrived home so late due to delays in public transit and my own slip ups. Not to complain about transit, it gets me around but this Monday was a long journey. I just wish she was in my bed once more.
I took this image at Pearson International Airport, Maple Leaf lounge. Figure in red 'go' figure in checkers 'stop". This reminds me of public transit. It reminds of my time spent dreaming of having some wine instead of sitting watching the driver open the door and take the ticket.
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