every morning i wake up and take a big bite from one of the fresh juicy tomatoes from the tomato plant that grows ovewr my sleeping cambers. they dangle enticingly above my head as i slumber and the scent of those sweet matos is the only thing that can coax me from my slumber. the juice runs down my face and stains my bed and it makes the bed really wet and gross but it only increases the sweet succulent aroma of tomatoes that surrounds me, the big tomato rat.