Opening her front door, she removes her shoes, lays her purse and coffee on the ledge near the door and hangs up her keys on the key rack and drapes her coat over the coat tree.
Grabbing her coffee, she locks her front door as always and heads to her living room where she sits on the sofa and puts her feet up to relax. Turning on some soft music with her remote which sat next her, she enjoys the last of her coffee and just zones out in thought of her morning coffee rendezvous.
Putting her empty coffee cup in the nearby garbage she grabs the blanket draped over the back of the sofa, covers herself and rest her head back to continue her thoughts of the morning. She fell into a deep sleep dreaming.
Upon waking up she had a smile reaching across her face to beat all smiles she had worn. Her dream must have been great. She wasn’t sharing.
Removing the blanket and looking at the time she had realized that it was late, she hadn’t eaten yet and it was almost time for bed. She folded the blanket, went to the kitchen and prepared a quick meal all the while in thought. Stop it, she says to herself, get him out of your mind. She couldn’t, it was planted there and there to stay.