I dreamt of dreams

by Bec Fary

I tune into the rhythm of the road and I have to fight waves of sleep and dreams of dreams of dreams:

I dream that I’ve woken up with a man next to me but he stays sleeping. I sneak around the kitchen while I make a big bowl of porridge and a big cup of tea. I take them back to bed and we share both under the covers while we tell each other what we dreamt about.