Your eyes are open. You lie down.
The pillow feels soft. Like it always has. But only at home.
The light hurts now. You close your eyes and open them again.
You think of how the bed takes the shape of your body.
There's saliva in your mouth now. You swallow.
Then you taste your mouth. You taste it again.
You yawn. There's tension in your jaw and your neck.
You think of how uncomfortable it feels when you lie in someone else's bed.
It always smells wrong.
It always smells like someone else. Like their most intimate aroma.
You know you don't belong.
But don't worry. It won't be long.