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6:43 A.M.
I brush my teeth, scrunching my face at the first taste of sour grapefruit.
I hear a radio blare, “We are the Champions” as a car zooms by my open window.
I see a tiny spider crawl the length of the wall and disappear in a corner crevice, as I slow my chewing of jelly toast.
I smell burning leaves wiggling its odor through the unseen cracks in my door.
I touch my coffee cup to see if it is sippable, or cool enough to go ahead and gulp.
I taste, I hear, I see, I smell and I touch.
A sensible breakfast.
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