Coming Downstairs

One year in the making, this feat must be the first baby steps while I was just crawling. Every time this happens we are just conflicted, not able to do anything, not able to understand, What happened ?! Now going to sleep on time, getting up on time, eating right, all home cooked only. Getting my hair cut on time. Then walking outside for at least an hour everyday without fail, because its all about excursions now. I have no home, just a destination. Only a journey, a stop, a safe house for now. Making sure mom keeps bringing me out of this dirt pile every time.

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