The prompt this week was ‘…as I rose in the dark…’
There it was again, a dripping noise. It sounded like it was coming from downstairs, but I was wrapped up warm in bed and really didn’t want to move.
I let it continue for a while, trying to figure out what it could be. All the taps were off, I made sure of that each night. Eventually I realised that it was stopping me sleeping. As I rose in the dark to find my dressing gown I trod on the cat which left the room in a hurry, letting out a loud yell.
I never did find out what was causing the dripping noise that night.