September 2, 2013

On this day I woke up early. The whole house was awake at the same time, Why? Mama was travelling. Lights in every room turned on, chattering among herself and my brothers and worses of all banging of doors.

I laid down and listened to everything go on with my eyes tightly shut because I didn't want to know the time it was by looking outside the window.

Jumping out of bed is my thing. When the house became dead quiet again I did exactly that. I was so sure, the housemaid was in her room and everyone else has gone back to sleep, even the cats. But hell no! They were making breakfast, a very controversial time. A time the worst and best happens simultaneously. The messy and the fantastic happening at the same time.