She woke up fuzzy and tired. Scuttled over to the semi-dark kitchen wrapped up in doubt. For sure she knew she needed coffee. However, she needed something more.

She jumped into the shower and took the grime off. She shut her mind and let the heat soak into her skin. She cleansed off and went to make her coffee. Everything was still the same there. Same kitchen. Same dishes. Same spot of shine. She knew movement was needed. Yet, she just wanted another shower to try to wash off the grime, guilt, and grandiosity. All the goop had to go.
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