Counting the days!

Counting the Days!
“Do you miss me – are you too counting the days?”

Finally at 2am, the charter flight landed in Dubai. It will be another two hours before my head can hit pillows in yet another hotel room. Unconsciously, I slipped into a life long habit of using my fingers to count any remaining hours of sleep I can have. One, Two, Three - I have three hours before I had to spring to life * supposedly full of zest* for another meeting. I need my Multivitamins....I need a tight hug and a tender loving kiss....I need to listen to your voice. But I know *and I hope so* that you are deep in your sleep. Most likely with Luqman by your side, but wishfully with me in your dream.

Four more days before I am home.