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back to normal

i woke up the next day and got dressed, and poured myself a glass of vodka to wake myself up, after all today was an important day. i slipped on a green zip up hoodie and my jeans from yesterday because i didn't have any clean clothes and ran out the door. i got to the end of the driveway and figured i could use some exercise and ran to the dealership, i didn't get to far because the cigarettes have taken away some of my athletic abilities so i decided to walk the rest of the way. i got there 15 minutes later and was surprised to see my brothers Plymouth sitting out front of the dealership with tires, one of the dealers was there to give me the keys and to have me sign some documents. after i signed these documents i opened the car door and it creaked open with chips of black paint falling off the door and sat in the ripped up seat,its been so long since i sat in here. i slammed the car door shut and started the engine it sputtered to life and and i drove roughly home. i pulled into the driveway and it started to rain heavily, no use trying to paint it so i decided to just do some engine repairs until it stopped raining. i open the hood of the car and take a look inside, the engine looked ok but it smelled really strong of oil and old gas. there is some stuff i can repair with stuff around the garage but i have to order some new parts for some of the more major repairs, i make a list of parts i need and slide it into my pocket. i sit down on the ripped seat in my brothers car and light a cigarette i relax back into the seat and remember the good times me and my brother had, running around the yard, cracking open an ice cold coca-cola while playing video games. oh boy those were the times...now he's gone and theirs nothing i can do about it.