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A nice, flushed feeling. 
Like someone is trying to break into the house. 
Then I laugh because they gave up as always!

Drinking coffee to celebrate. 
Weeks later.
It’s a little odd and spinning. 
I ate pasta and it continued to splatter everywhere on my shirt. 
Exciting.

Putting the cup down. 
The desk where I should be doing work. 
I forgot what I do…
So I do fun things instead. 
Like wearing crazy socks. 
A nice, flushed feeling. 
Continues. 

Sipping from my mug. 
Cold, iced coffee. 
Icy feelings. 
Skating around my house, 
As if I have a skating rink. 
Twilight comes by. 
Out of control.

Clap my hands together a single time. 
As if that will end this feeling. 
But that doesn’t help. 
The feeling of helplessness. 
Is.

Burnt coffee is still coffee. 
I went down the drain once. 
As if I was dish water. 
Crazy socks, and painting rocks with smiley faces. 

The…

Continuum. 
Waiting. 
Helpless in space. 
Donning a space suit and helmet. 
Stars and burnt coffee. 
Hiding under the bed. 
Someone is trying to break into the house. 
So I fell asleep.

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