good things come to those who wait...?

...you wake up late on a lazy sunday afternoon.
the sun is drawing a plane of light across your bedroom wall and you lay there watching the specks of glittering dust, dance in the gentle breeze that whistles along with the trees' whispers outside.

time passes and you have had a shower whistling that song that was just playing on the radio. you've brushed your teeth while thinking of that girl you haven't seen for two months. you get downstairs feeling a little bit hungry and so venture to the fridge where upon opening, you spy a nice fresh packet of bacon. turning around you see the familiar baked beans wrapping on the loaf of bread and the thought of a lovely bacon and egg sandwich comes into your mind.

you turn on the cooker and place the brand new frying pan on top of the heat with a little oil. tearing open the packet, you savour the fresh cold smell of raw bacon before gently lifting and placing strip after strip of pink and white onto the now hot frying pan. the sizzle splatters little drops of oil on your hand and you singe a few hairs on your fingers but the smell more than makes up for it.

as the bacon nears being cooked, you prepare a sheet of kitchen towel to dry off the bacon. you reach into the fridge again for an egg which you crack open and drop onto the bacon fat left in the pan.

while the egg is cooking, you take out two slices of bread and apply too much butter for your own good but who cares; it's sunday.
you place the strips of bacon on top on the bread and add the bacon before placing the final piece of bread on top.

finding a nice clean plate you take your lovingly prepared sandwich into the living room. you take a sip from your tea as you switch on the telly. after sitting down you pick up the sandwich and take a nice big bite, relishing the feel of the yolk spilling into your mouth, the rush of saltiness from the bacon as well as the drizzle of melted butter.

after taking the bite you chew, nice big actions, taking care to enjoy every taste and texture in your mouth. when it is done, you swallow, prepare yourself for another bite and pick up the sandwich to look for a suitable secondary atack point.

that's when you see the little trace of green and blue specs in the fold of the crust.....