The next five days will begin like this: I will be the first to come And open all the windows at office; to feel like I let the sun shine in. The daily signing of in and out 7 am. 8 pm. like a promise renewed and kept I am faithful to you, my love. A deep solitary breath, before the rush begins. And I plunge into the day as into a crystal pool in the high mountains knowing, these next five days will end in sentimental sunsets; the soft shades I notice over coffee with a friend. Routine sits on me; a boiled egg on my naval – perfect and I think I know the symmetry of my future. I couldn’t imagine, at one point that I’d be so happy to let that gypsy go.