I woke up at like 7:00am and couldn't go back to sleep, so I went and got a coffee.

Iced. Cream. Two splendas.

I rode my bike.

I waved to people.

Some people looked at me funny.
Some people smiled.
Some people waved back.
Some people waved first.

I sat on the front stoop and gave myself the worst french manicure in the history of bad manicures.

I like it.

Today is my second day clean.
Some people wouldn't consider me completely clean cause I still have a few days of methadone left.

I consider this my second day clean.