Get up at five, go for a jog, take a shower, wake Sally, cook breakfast down with Dave and Sally for breakfast. Eat a tiny portion. Be sure to leave some on the plate. Always.
Get dressed.
Check on Sally. Comb her hair. Pack her lunch. Wait with her for the bus. Hug her goodbye. Then let go. Watch her walk away, board the bus.
Choke back your tears. Go back inside. Check yourself in the mirror. Ugh. Cross through the kitchen. Feel the quiet of the empty house. Open the pantry, look inside. Grab the jar of peanut butter. Unscrew the lid. Take a whiff. Stick your finger in the jar of peanut butter. Lick it off. Feel someone watching you. No one's there. Put the peanut butter away. Wash your hands, careful to remove any trace of peanut butter. Reapply lipstick. Head out the door. To work.
This isn't fun anymore. There's something wrong with me.
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I made these cuts in order to ensure that the performance would not be a maim but would actually have me act out the sections, and not talk. However, I left in the sections, which I deemed necessary for understanding the performance. Also, I left in sections that would facilitate the rather slow nature, more narrative nature of the beginning and the more dynamic ending section.
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