Wednesday, February 01, 2006

Doughnuts And Dreams


I bought a bag of doughnuts. They were small ring doughnuts just like the ones Greggs have. I walked up to my group of friends. As I opened the bag of doughnuts I could already feel Michael eyeing them. His mouth was watering. I kept myself at a safe distance from him.

I pulled Thomas by the sleeve and dragged him out of the group and started telling him about my dreams. “Bħal meta taqbad ir-ritratti kollha li għandek minn meta kont is-sekondarja sa meta kont is-“sixth form” … imbaghad magħhom tixħet xeba ritratti oħra li m'għandhomx x’jaqsmu ta’ nies li m'għandekx ideja min huma … imbagħad tħallathom flimkien waħda sew u tuzhom biex tipprova toħrog b’xi forma ta’ storja grotteska … xi kultant hekk qisu il-ħolm tiegħi.”

Michael started to edge closer to me, his greedy eyes set firmly on my bag of doughnuts.

“Eżatt! EŻATT!!!” said Thomas.
the end

Dreamt on the night of 31.01.2006

The night before:
Food: Penne with smoked salmon, fresh cream & chilli.
Drink: Gin & tonic.

3 comments:

Oliver said...

il-holm ta vella!!!

mill-kumdita tas-sufan tieghi!!!

grazii vella! grazzi!!!

sleepyhead said...

Iva, jiena il-Vella.

Kont ilni ngħid li rrid inzomm kont tal-ħolm li jkolli, issa fl-aħħar bdejt. Ha naraw kemm nzommha ...

Erezija said...

ta' l-ostja.... hemm erba' xeni li jibqghu f'mohhok madunna