MORNING

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I open my eyes slowly.
Jack:groan
I roll my sheets off of my comfortable body,and stand another groan escapes me as my bones crack.
Jack:alright let's get ready.
I walk to my bathroom,looked into the mirror at my face and felt the little bits what of one might call facial hair and play with the not short but not long hair.
I turned on the shower practically rip my t shirt and underwear off,I
Step in the warm water and feel the heat on my skin.I wash my body and hair fairly quickly as not to drag ass around.
I step out of the shower and dry off.
I come out the bathroom and step into my closet.I grab a silk thin long sleeve,a warm gray sweater and my warm pair of tan work pants .

I slip on my clothes and put some warm wool socks on my feet.I walk out of the closet grab my boots slip them on

I then walk over to my bedroom door turn the handle and walk into my kitchen/living room I decide not to eat anything because I not hungry.I walk to my front door and grab my jacket.
(Image of jacket at top.)I walk out the door into a hallway.
Jack:alright
I turn around and lock the door with my keys and shove the into my pocket.I start to walk down the hall to some stairs.I look at the sign on the elevator.CLOSED FOR REPAIR
Jack:fuuuck me
I say with aggression and annoyance
I walk down the few flights of stairs
Jack:that wasn't that bad
I walk to the front door of the apartment building.
I open the door and feel the chill air.
I look to the early sky
Jack:dam it's pretty.
I begin my walk to work.
I walk for about 5 minutes until I realize how quiet it is so decided to listen to some music
I kind of sing along
Jack:All the leaves are brown and the sky's gray (the song is called California dreaming
I say in a small hidden voice
Out of nowhere I get flashed with a beam of light
I raise my hand and turn to the light
It's a truck that's when I realize it's
Tracy.

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