Breakfast

                                                                        Breakfast

Getting ready!
It’s sunrise and I reach for some sunny-side sweet potatoes. My drink is orange juice already in an empty glass which I can’t find. My sweet potatoes direct me to it, nicely, and then I see “it”- the sun.

Eating breakfast!
Depending on the time of year, this is dinner. But really I’m all switched around because it’s daylight savings time, so now I’m doing everything while still trying to reach the magic it.

What I’m doing! I’m doing it backwards!
Eggs back in the box. Moving the ground upwards to cover the sweet potato and I’ve got a kitchen counter full of dirt and no my sweet potatoes because they’re under it. I’ve also got no more heat-death by the universal sun.

The sun!
I forgot to stop putting dirt on my sweet potato and now my house is completely forcing me out via all the dirt and 1 sweet potato in it. I got it! I got the sun! The sun is in my pocket! Sun rise and de facto breakfast time is over and I go, sadly, back to bed.