bed tea?!

i was busy dreaming, wrapped in the warmth of my blue quilt. it was 7:00am. mum knocked my door and said there was no gas and that shes going for a walk. she'd got the milk boiled from the neighbour. i hmmed and went back to sleep. wierd, but my dream actually continued from where it had been interrupted. i dont want to get into details but it was very expressive and stimulating.

ting tong! i was interrupted yet again. it took me a while to open my eyes and orient myself in the room. i walked out and looked throw the eye hole and saw an unfamiliar face. i opened the door slowly. i cunt see clearlly..it was a lady holding a tray. she was our neighbour and had got tea for us. i really appreciated that, and though i dont have tea in the morning..i cudnt say no to her. i thanked her, but returned one cup as mum wasnt there. i kept the tea cup on my table and washed my face. made sure i was seeing what i was seeing and it was not a part of that dream. it was impossible to forget the visuals from the dream..so i made a sketch. a fast one. and since it was fresh and i cud easily relate to it, i coloured it too. thats what i meant, when i said stimulating. it had real characters but unreal happenings.

anyways, the tea was really nice. she'd put ginger in it which, and again even though i dont like ginger, i liked the tea.. and now m gonna rush to the gas shop to exchange the cylinder.