This morning I was sittin on the floor in my shower staring out the window . I inhaled deeply the scent of everything creeping through the crack of my window, on my little corner of the neighborhood, on my outskirt of the pollutedd freeway. Exhaled a loud raging sigh. And the smoking taste of old air, overcast, mountanous fog, cheerios,and lake water took over my mouth. All these things at once taste like jakes old apartment. Now I miss Washington super lots .
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