something yellow and red in stripes

12 December 2015

saturday morning.

Trying to remember the dreams that seemed so curious, and are now forgotten. That seems to be the way of dreams. sorting rubbish, a kind of mental reset.

The dreams involved something that fall down, a striped long object, red and yellow. It was important, unforgettably so, during the time between slumber and awakening.

Take of the mask that covers the nose all night, take off the brace that relieves the tendons in the fingers from nocturnal cramps and suchlike. And then the first journey is to the bathroom, to da loo, change into day clothes after, make coffee whilst tidying that kitchen.And when the coffee' is made, the kitchen tidied, the dishwasher filled, emptied all done.
Drink and blog.The son is learning things about html and cascading style sheets. Times were when children would learn about superheroes and motor cars
"these are a few of my favourite things".
Now the thing's are different, english homework, maths.

The cat jumps from the piano, the reddish yellow cat fell to the floor, landing, as cats do; on all fours.something yellow and red in stripes, dropped, and stalked off into the kitchen.

OK.