Walking out of the house with my dog the calendar in my
digital clock sent an email to my fridge to fill water into my daily bottle.
The water pump switched on, on time, and the floor cleaner
also checked the tyre pressure of my car.
Wind was at perfect speed for the birds to leave out of the
cage for their free time.
It was a few years from now and i woke up to choose to
forget the dream.
Hairstyle was on my mind of the month as every month.
Music was on my mind to play for my friend with chinese
noodles to be fed to his dog over a meetup at his place this weekend.
The driving skill had to be improved and basically i had many on my mind and since anyways the
makeup was out of option and I was very strict with my plan.
Chained for a time ahead, medical was fixed for sure.
Paintjob of my car was fixed to be of my choice after a
discussion with my friend in vain.
Rehydrating after a game at the club, the game of
street-cricket, famous in the streets of india like the snacks on the streets
too was watering my mouth to dwell deep into to learn coordination and
cooperation to exit out of situations with better productivity.
The dream like time ahead, towards the weekend was
competitive with my friend and I was sure to excel with a top rank to remember
forever.
The fruits were still looking tastier than the past!
