Sunday, 14 October 2012

Drills

Deep into my slumber and possibly beyond any visual imagery, I could hear some drilling. It was resemblant of heavy machinery in the distance and was disturbing my rest.

The volume increased as my brain started to attempt to fathom out what the sound was.
I could feel myself coming round and as I slowly opened my eyes I could see an orangey fuzz before me.

Our ginger cat sat on my chest purring at full steam was the sight that greeted me.


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