It’s Sunday… the most coveted day of the week, my only free day in an ordinary week.
It’s always my lazy day… I can choose not to shower, I can curl up in my bed the whole day or be a couch potato in front of Roku.
So I finished watching Raya… thanks to the Disney+ account of VaNessa. I watched again Frozen 1 and 2, Mulan and Maleficent 1 and 2….went back to my Prime and watched The Terminal…. then to my Netflix then back to Disney+ again where I tripped over The one and only Ivan.
Ivan: Hey, Ruby you can’t sleep?
Ruby: I’m hungry
Ivan: Do you wanna hear a story?
Ruby: Yes please like one of Aunt Stella’s story when you were little
Ivan: Well, oh… hmmm, I don’t remember things from when I was little, I—-
Bob: Yeah. He’s a total opposite of an elephant. He can’t remember a thing. You wanna hear about my life?
Bob: Well, I was living a pretty good life until I was abandoned in the streets by a mean human being.
Bob: Then I fell off a bridge into a river and almost drowned. That’s it. End of story. Now go to sleep.
Ivan: Okay. That’s —— thanks. That’s not a bedtime story.
Bob: Ah, guess not. It’s got a happy ending though. I ended up here with you, my best buddy ole pal.
Ivan: (sighs) Okay. Ruby, I think I might have a story for ya….
I never had a proper bedtime story….
But I remember my older siblings telling us ghost stories to put us away to sleep. Darn! No wonder I had nightmares back then and even scared of visiting the loo at midnight.
Recently, I had a crazy bad dream… still vivid.