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He woke up to his mom walking upstairs. Shuffling half awake to the coffee pot then to the toaster then back again. The dog following her back and forth his paws clicking on the floor. He looked around 5am. Jesus Christ mom. Sun was just starting to peak through the blinds. But he had at least two hours before his work. He rolled over covering his head. 

He wakes up again to his alarm buzzing. And quickly shuts it off. Programming 1 snooze buffer. 

He wakes up again and now moves quick. Brushing his teeth with his tooth brush of the night before. There’s always some toothpaste there he thought he pulled his uniform from yesterday off the ground. 

He went upstairs and poured a cup of coffee. He didn’t necessarily  need it but he liked while driving. 

He pulled out of the driveway in a blue minivan. And while driving to the end of the street he had to slam the drivers door a few times to finally get it to close. 

Sipping coffee now he flew down the hill. This same hill soccer coaches would yell and push him to run faster he had break almost the whole time. Pedal to floor. 

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