In The Wrong Place

[poliphilo]

Ailz has been poorly and has spent much of the past two days in bed. (She's better now.) It felt odd to be rattling around downstairs with my mother. Like I was in a sit-com.

I  dreamed I was camping out in a wood in an equatorial desert.  Then the sun rose and headed off leftwards at a shallow angle- which is what would happen in Antarctica, right?

There's a bag in the hall that has been sitting there for weeks. It contains CDs. It wouldn't be there if I had any place to put it. My mother just noticed and was interrogating me about it and I snapped.

"If it's offending you," I said as I stalked away.