Got my blundstone boots. Got my carhartt bomber jacket. Got my darn tough socks. Got high waisted curvy black skinny jeans from Walmart. Got the shirts that you can get in a six pack for like $20 from the men’s section of Walmart. Got a black hoodie, from you’ll never guess where. Got a binder. Got the earrings from a friend that I still haven’t taken off since I got them. Got a ring on. Got a charm for a necklace from a vendor on Etsy. Got my woxers. Got my wrist tattoo. Got my faded dollar store brand box dye hair color. Got my muscles from the gym.

Got a lethal face card from my grandma and some sparkly highlighter also.

Got my wallet phone water coffee snacks and keys.

Got the things the keys unlock also.

Got my games and books and music on my phone. Got my tablet and keyboard. Got access to a library account. Got my headphones.

Got my backpack. Got my notebook.

Got almost 26 years.

Got the world – the rain, the oat milk lattes, the sidewalks, the stories, the characters, the people, the songs, the sky, the trees, the birds, the cats and dogs, the hugs, the memories, the lights, the sounds the smells the scents the sensations. Got the words.

Got a little time. Got friends.

Got tomorrow.