We returned to lena’s place where I slept on an old fold out bed. It wasn’t much, but it was enough. I let the thin sheets wrap around me a comfort that I hadnt felt in what felt like years. eventually drifted off into sleep.
I had never dreamt in my life. None of my family had. Not that i knew of, if they did, they never talked about it other than to complain they didnt dream.
In my dream I sat watching a king who surrounded himself with caterpillars.
“Go fetch me a biscuit!” The king commanded.
“Yes, yes! Right away ma’am- SIR! right away sir.” An extra fancy looking caterpillar stammered before scurrying off to fulfill its orders.
After a moment the caterpillar returned holding a doughnut.
“A biscuit for my king!” The caterpillar declared proudly.
The kind just scowled. Apparently he was not amazed at doughnut-gifting talking caterpillars.
“This, is a donut.” the king said, his rage hidden beneath a thin sheet of calm in his voice.
“Yes my lord. Just as u said. ‘BrInG mE a DoGs NuT!’ you said.”
The king boiled with anger.
“I said to bring me a biscuit.”
“Oh.” The caterpillar just sat there smiling.
“NOW GO FETCH ME A BISCUIT!!!”
the caterpillar hurriedly scrambled to retrieve a biscuit.
He came running back with a grin.
“My king i told you i would not disappoint!” the caterpillar said holding up a plate of KFC chicken.