I've eaten nothing today.

When I stay in a hotel,
I start to imagine
what it would be like
living there permanently.

Pod-like bathroom cubicles,
so compact and efficient.
Small desk, telly on a bracket,
fixed bedside cabinets.

Swipe-card key.

Like the Ikea catalogue,
happiness is a small compact space,
just me and kitty.

Where to live?
Ideal choice is Ikea,
but it's a bit too far from work.

Second option is under my desk.
Hey, there's a bathroom in the foyer.

If I had known I didn't need to come back,
I wonder if I would have.