A brave new world presents itself every day. I rise with the sun. The light shines brightly through my new blue blinds and my eyelids flutter to consciousness. My roommate, The Basil Plant, wakes beside me and we both stretch towards the morning glow.
I make my bed (a new habit) and stumble into the kitchen where I cut fresh fruits and vegetables that I use for my breakfast. I slowly open the cabinet where my coffee lives. I am ashamed that it is instant, but have no appliance with which to otherwise make a fresh cup. Two small spoonfuls and a frying pan of boiling water give me the boost I need to start the day.
I gently fry plantains, onions, cilantro and tomatoes in a different pan. Once the plants are malleable, I add one brown-shelled egg to the mix and wait for it to change from clear to white. I scoop the fresh food from the pan to the plate being careful not to break the jiggly yoke.
My masterpiece is complete and ready to be consumed until there is nothing left but the sheen of cooking oil glistening in the morning light. I treasure each delectable morsel. The salt sticks to the roof of my mouth on the way down to my stomach where it is churned into nourishment and released. I reach a comfortable level of satisfaction before 9am.
The shower sputters as steam rises in the small glass cave. Water leaks from the corner, but my new white towel catches any droplets that try to claim space on the grey tile. I keep to my routine; shampoo first, rinse, wash the body, rinse again, condition, shave, and a final rinse. My hair dries with the chill of morning air as I have yet to purchase a hair dryer.
Jewel sings to me as I open my door.
"I break the yokes and make a smiley face
I kinda like it in my brand new place
Wipe the spots up off the mirror
Don't leave the keys in the door
I never put wet towels on the floor anymore cuz
Dreams last for so long..."
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