Drag Queens, Crying Babies and Two Friends Taking a Bath 🛁

Date: 4/30/2020

I was walking through town when somebody called my name. When I turned around, I saw this large lady (who on closer inspection, turned out to be a man in drag) pushing a baby in a pram. “it’s me... Andrewyouin!” He said. Which must have been his drag name? (I drew you in!) I stepped back to examine his face “oooo, wait a minute.” I said. I knew it was this guy called Andy who I used to go to college with, but I decided to humour him for a few minutes. As we chatted, I felt my teeth become loose in my mouth. I became really self conscious and said my goodbyes, praying they didn’t drop out as I did so. I got into my car and drove over this pedestrian walkway to get to Tesco’s express. Tesco’s was closed, but there was this stall outside selling things for 10 times the price. “Forget that!” I huffed, walking away. Next; I had woken up at my mums house for some reason. My dad was in the room (despite him being dead in real life) He was just sitting there, watching the tv, much as he did when he was alive. He told me that my mum was still in bed. I had all this stuff in my arms, so I walked upstairs and plonked it on her bed, waking her in the process. When I walked back downstairs, all these random people were gathered in my mums tiny hallway. I recognised this guy called a Michael (my husband’s cousin) and my cousin Dawn and her grow up son, Reece. “Its a good job I got a new coat hanger, isn’t it?” My mum laughed, pointing at the wall of coats. I decided to follow Michael through to this big hall. He had given me this baby to look after. I put her into this unstable looking highchair and fed her some baby food. After she’d eaten it all, she started crying. “Give the poor thing a bottle” this creepy old lady said, who was cradling and feeding this plastic baby doll. I shoved a bottle into the baby’s mouth, but there wasn’t much milk. She sucked it down in a matter of seconds and then started crying again. I saw her mother walking over so passed the baby to her. Her mother seemed pissed off. She was carrying a large crate of beer and I think she had plans to get pissed with Michael. “She just won’t stop pestering me for milk!” She moaned. The baby had gotten up onto her feet (despite being way too young to walk) and toddled over to the mum. She had stuck her head under her top and was routing around for her nipples. “How awkward.” I muttered to no one in particular. Next scene; I was in Newlook. I felt embarrassed that it was the 2nd time this week I had been there. The same girl was working on the shop floor. I felt paranoid that she was judging me. I walked over to the sale rack and started rummaging through all these trashy clothes. There was one nice top but this girl, stood next to me, had swiped it from under my nose. I felt pissed off. All that was left was Ariana Grande T-shirts with her provocative borderline- pornographic images all over them. “Nah.” I chuckled, placing them back on the sale rack where they belonged. Next scene; I had a vague dream about coming home and my friend being in the bathtub. This didn’t seem to phase me at all and I jumped in with her. Both completely butt naked.