The garden won't grow because the rain doesn't fall here. I suspect it's because Lady Elaine parked her space ship above. I've asked her to move it, but she refuses. She says she still has big projects here.
Early one morning I filled my belly with Hurry-Up-Syrup, too much I think. I fell into a deep sleep.
I dreamt many things: The arrow showed me to the box under the bed that held the blue key, a key to her room. I used it, and the door opened. And when I awoke I could finally see the yellow flowers in the ditch.
The curse continues. I watch her tonite alone in a dark room I am obsessed and clearly possessed. I actually can not stop thinking about her. The television is off. The room is dark. I am here with her in my mind together at last. I can smell her later. Why is this the case? She is hidden under the kitchen floor for the future. And I cannot stop eating and spitting it back out.