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April 29, 2013/ 5:02 PM/ I lift the glass of bubbling, sugared liquid to my lips for the first time that day. As I do this, I stare into it, empty of contents. I am secured by the doctors hands.

Feb 7, 1998/ 2:32 AM/ My head pops out into the world. The doctors and the nurses secure and cover my crying, bloody body. I am handed to my mother, who takes me with a hard-fought pride, and speaks to me. My cries are calmed now and my breath steadies. The soda is cool on my lips.

Mar 22, 1999/ 10:01 AM/ I take my first unsteady step. I have opened a new chapter of potential for travel. It will be my preferred method of traversing for the rest of my life.

Mar 24, 1999/ 12:47 PM/ The exercise is rough but I push through, walking back and forth down the hall outside my families apartment. My mother watching me, she worries, aware of the dangers my determined sense of adventurism spells for her as a parent, as my guardian. Yet at that same moment, I am home, having safely reached young adulthood. Her job was a success.

April 29, 2013/ 5:20 PM/ The glass is empty. It was five seconds ago that I took the last sip. I am also drinking from my cup for the first time, while looking at it, half-full. My energy is draining from the strain of my first walk, as I place down the cup, now empty, still full.

I am tired of these people. I am tired of getting tangled up in their lives. I wish to go.

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