you woke determined to do your daily routine; burning stuff. you jump out of bed, put on your robe and walk downstairs. you run through the long hallway of your husband, choso's mansion and outside.

you run to the forest you live close to. you walk to a specific spot and lift up a rock, there you are! you pick up your pink lighter. you know choso would give you a lecture for owning a lighter.

you take nearby cardboard and begin to burn it, watching it burn made you feel comfort even though you knew it was dangerous.