THE BEDROOM DOOR (September 24, 2012)
We usually get up together and go for coffee before my beloved goes to her office. This morning she had an unusually early meeting, and thus we agreed that I would stay in bed when she gets up. It was before seven o’clock when she got up and quietly closed the bedroom door behind her. I heard and saw her, but I remained quiet so as not to disturb my sleep too much. And I was asleep again soon afterwards. When I woke up a while later, I looked under the door. It was dark, which meant that she had left already. Realizing that it must be at least eight, for it takes her about an hour to complete her morning chores, I started getting up to go to the bathroom for a pee. It was unusually dark, though. I had hard time orienting myself in the bedroom. The door was wide open, too. It was then that I figured out that my beloved was still fast asleep next to me. I only dreamt that she got up and quietly closed the bedroom door behind her. When I returned from the bathroom, I checked my alarm clock. It was just past five o’clock in the morning. For my sins, I did not wake up when my beloved actually got up.