The Labrynth of the Mind

Sleeping In

I sleep in late. It is about 9:30 when I get up, and I go down to have breakfast in my pajamas. For breakfast, I have a bowl of soup that my mother keeps saying is too thin, and that she needs to add more water. While I am eating (I think the soup is pretty good, and hope that she doesn't add more water) a guy walks in to the kitchen. He is a plumber, and is working in the basement. I am a little annoyed, as it makes me look like a slob to be sitting around in my pajamas while people are working. Another guy comes into the room, who is the assistant. We talk about something plumbing related.

Mirror (fragment)

I am looking into a mirror. I am unable to get a clear image in the mirror, as I seem to keep going cross eyed (sort of).