This is one of the many ceilings you will stare at lying.

This is one the many floors you will stare at sitting.

This is one of the many doors you will find closed.

This is one of the many streets you will think of crossing.

This is one of the many days you will say you are leaving.

This is one of the many days you will say you are staying.

This is one of the many times you will close your eyes.