Ooooo, my bed is so warm and so safe.
I could stay here in the dreamscape forever. In my dream and in the distance I hear a steam locomotive coming. What a serene and peaceful sound and setting.
The dell is golden with blooming apple trees, why this is an image right out of Little House on the Prairie. Soon, I hope to see Laura and her sisters running down the hill through the cacophony of blooming wild flowers.
Gosh, that locomotive is getting loud.
It is sounding rather violent too. What is that? I’m not on the prairie, this is Durham. It’s Monday and that train isn’t a train, it’s my cat the Chairman Meow and he’s gacking all over my rugs. That notion that I was hearing a train is the cold hard reality of a hair ball.
Could this happen on the hardwood flooring?
Nope!
Happy Monday.
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