Seeing Cake

I am in the rust place now forever I guess because sick makes me not move so much. My eyes are stuck and blur so I close them. I don’t know if eyes are open or not when I seen a so good cake and glamour drink too. I look at them a long time and think what taste and good they are but when I reach to get them they go away. It is like pretend time I guess but I believe it too. Maybe spirit of Grammy is bring Sam some good things for being sick. I wisht the cake was in my mouth.