“Get out of me,” screams Mr Bed.
“But I don’t want to,” I reply.
“But you have to,” I hear the Mrs Toilet saying, “you’re about to pee your pants.”
“Make some coffee now!” the Miss Coffee Machine commands.
“Come shower, you stink,” says Lady Shower (or my mother; they have the same voice).
“Aren’t you hungry? Cook now!” the Sir Oven repeats on and on.
“New message! New message! Check me!” Mr Telephone shrieks.
“Change your clothes, for god sake!” Duchess Cupboard shakes her head.
* * *
And this is how I wake up every day.
Yes, I talk to inanimate objects. And they talk back.
Fine, they do all the talking, I just listen, nod, and never interrupt.