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Woke up this morning to a Bocaj shouting my name outside my window.
Smiled back at the bailiffs mustache.
Mind you, I'm awake a lot earlier than I have been in a long time.
Hair's a fuzz and eyes are glossy.
At least West Covina dispenses pineapple scented soap to their visitors.

Came home, but I don't live here. I'm just welcomed by everyone that does.
Washed up.
Switched up. No longer am I using Tea Tree, but I'm using peppermint.
Mint's cool. Summer's hot.
You know.

Time to work on some hoop moves now.
Trying out head to foot transfers.
Fancy.

Getting ready to feel better a little more on the inside.
Progress it to the outside and inner most depths.
That good feeling.
I'll know.