its not opening my eyes to the blinding light
or the cold wood floor on my bare feet.
its not that hot shower water that falls like rain on the shower floor
or the steamy mirror from which the shower is giving
its not the exotic smell of shampoo beng washed down the drain
or the squeaky sound as i turn off the shower using the knobs
its not pulling on clothes that i picked out in a mad rush
or my wet tshirt from where my wet hair has been lying down
its not the minty taste of toothpaste foaming in my mouth
or the satisfying relief of lotion on my dry skin
its the sound of the muffler rumbling up my driveway
and the adorable face of the person waiting to drive me to school.
 
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