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I think there was a time when I used to wake up in the morning and do normal morning things.
I didn’t have to look for the floor so I could get out of bed. I didn’t have to watch my feet on the dark patterned carpet to make sure the floor stayed where it was while I made my way to the bathroom.
A lady comes and makes me dinner. I don’t know who she is. Every day she asks me how I am. I still don’t know the answer.
She calls this place the half-way house. Half-way to where?