On Friday night, I put in ear plugs before going to bed.
Three ours later, I ate one in one in my sleep.
The foamy texture and terrible flavor woke me up. "What the fuhhh....?" I mumbled, splitting it into my hand and then placing the soggy plug on the window sill.
Back to sleep.
I remember nothing but what's written above. There are no memories of being hungry or finding a "jellybean" or "Combos" in my sheets. Just waking up with an ear plug in my mouth.
My ex-boyfriend walks into my house on Austin Circle. We hug. We have decided to get back together.
My mom and dad are skeptical and grill him on whether this the right choice. My mom asks "How will you fix the problems from before?" He replies, "We'll just be better about having meetings and filing reports." I think, wow that's a terrible answer.
Then he slowly turns into an infant. I'm sitting in an armchair, bouncing him on my lap. I'm so happy we're back together. He's just so cute and lovable. Then the age difference sinks in and I think, "Wait a minute. I really shouldn't be dating this baby."
[Wake up.]
