I would like to be sitting at a booth in a quiet cafe, so early in the morning that the sun isn't quite up yet... just a chilly, cool blue glow. Sitting at a table next to a large window looking down over the street. Sitting at a table across from her not saying anything. Not needing to say anything. Holding the coffee cup to my lips with one hand, hers with the other - knowing that she too is thinking about the time behind us, and what has to happen in the next 24 hours...