today started early, with you crawling out of bed to walk to work in the snow. somehow I was wishing I could get up with you and dress next to you, both of us shivering in the darkness. I was only peaceful in sleep with you by my side, and it felt natural to want to leave when you did, by your side. I was left dreaming in the dawn hours alone, of all of the times when the hours seemed to stretch out endlessly in front of us, those times when we weren’t watching the clock or setting alarms, but simply waking together, smiling together, falling into love with each other again and again. I know more of these times are to come, and I know that when you walk through that blue creaky kitchen door tonight, I’ll feel like this house is home again.