mel sat at the table on her porch , a warm cup of herbal tea sat in front of her but basically untouched. she didnt understand what was happening , why she kept having the same dreams over and over again. what did they mean , her thoughts were filled with the recurring questions. mel didnt think she was gonna get a good nights sleep so she gave up. mel was watching the view of the water only turning her head slightly when she heard the soft opening of the glass door. ‘ cant sleep either? ‘ admittedly she had slipped out of bed but she couldnt stare at the ceiling anymore. / mel & din : @hxlcycnx













