The last minute finally passed. I clock out of work.
I exit and walk out to my car. I am tired.
I put the key in the ignition and drive out of the store.
I drive over to a fast food restaurant. I walk in and order a chicken sandwich value meal. I eat it, and begin to drink my cola.
A phone call. It was my wife. She wanted to know when I would be home.
A conflict. She asked me if I wanted to eat out tonight. I was still a little hungry so I told her yes.
I throw the cup away and I drive home. I take my wife out to eat at an Italian restaurant. We took a doggie bag home.
We get home. I sit in my chair, breathing in and out.
My wife stares at me. She wants me to go to the bedroom. I tell her no.
Another conflict. My wife is in her robe, pleading me to go to the bedroom. I tell her that I’m not in the mood. She sighs, and leaves me alone.
R&R. Rest and Relaxation. The one thing that we long for. The one thing that is the most precious. It is finally mine, and is firmly in my possession.
It is quiet, and I am lying there, relaxing. R&R. It is a treasure to me.
I smile, let out a deep sigh, and slowly fall asleep.
R&R. Rest and Relaxation. The fruit of my labor, culminating in just a mere 7 hours of rest.
©2012 K. L. Walker