Sunday, March 16, 2008. Add all of the numbers on your alarm clock up. The red lines can't get you. Keep your eyes on the blurring light. This is your morning wake-up call.
Yesterday you ate two candy canes before getting in the shower. The last two on the counter. You sat towards the back of the tub, waiting for the water to warm and pulling rogue plastic from you lips - the pieces who felt like they were a part of something, months past their expiration. They will get sent out with the garbage, if they are lucky, or might just fall behind the toilet until the next big clean. Waiting, for the water you reached for a fallen magazine and searched for something you have not seen. Throw out everything outdated. The water is getting warmer. Wake up.
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