it was raining hard and constant.

and i got this little picture going in my head. of coming into a restuarant like that one and ordering two meals to go. one for me, one for her.

while she stayed home, warm, relaxed, waiting.

i wanted that. i wanted to be able to say two meals, two drinks. i wanted to be able to go home to her.

especially on a rainy, stormy night.

that idea, it warmed me up inside.

made me feel grown up.

i wanted to bring in our dinner, and eat it on the couch with her. her warmth pressing into me.

i wanted the food to be forgotten on the floor.

i wanted the night to come with no warning. just looking up and bam. there it is, along with 10 o'clock.

but most importantly, her.

her.

i get to see her tonight.

work with her tonight.

but then we separate, and she goes home and i go home.