Romance for One

She sits at the red light, cars whizzing by become a blur as she daydreams about her bed. She’s not tired at all, but she loves the time she spends in this bed. I mean, who wouldn’t want to sleep in a fairy bed? The canopy drapes down and tied with white ribbon, the string of lights cast a warm glow onto the fleece blankets below. It’s a sensory experience, her cool skin covered by soft warm fleece, she nestles in to the soft folds as if snuggling with a clandestine lover… the light has turned green. The traffic is especially busy, vehicles are weaving in and out of the lanes like they’re knitting a sweater. She finally makes it home unscathed, and turns some lights on in the house as the sun slowly dips below the horizon. One push of a remote button brings the bed canopy to life, the lights softly illuminating the velvety fleece. There’s no doubt about it- this is one lovely bed. A few hours pass and it’s bed time- something that she looks forward to. Bedtime routine rarely changes, floss, waterpik, brushing teeth and then sloshing some mouthwash around in there. The moment she’s been waiting for has finally arrived. She sheds her clothes and feels the chilly air. She doesn’t waste any time sliding between the fleece blankets, the warmth is sudden and it makes her smile. She feels her body warming up as the fleece caresses her. And then she reaches for the remote, shuts the lights off, and slowly drifts off to a far away place