Oh what fun it is to ride the East Chicago Train, Chicago bound. The elegant morning light purifies the air as hundreds of sleepy bodies are pulled north to their destiny in the city.
It took the life out of me to brush my teeth, but I can gladly say I did it. Every morning it's a debate if "I have time for it". Which you'd think any normal person would. But then there's me. Normal transition here. My senior year in high school I took statistics because it was a requirement. (Emphasis on the requirement) As one of our projects we had to come up with a survey. Low and behold the survey was how many people brushed their teeth this morning. And following that question, was were they tardy to their first obligation of the day (school). The results concluded the average person brushes their teeth and arrives on time for school. I guess I'm on the other side of this statistic. Side-note: I find it neat to have the understanding of how infinite the space is between my ears. An understanding is probably the wrong word. Awareness of how infinite the space is in retrospect to the "ego" is what I'm beginning to believe in. If this makes me crazy. So be it.
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