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I almost killed my husband and one of my children. They took my water bottle without asking and then put it in the dishwasher. I don't like that. It's a sin. Everyone knows that it ruins the seal. Except for the scatterbrain I married blindly out of love.
I should have set different priorities. But I was young and foolish. Now I'm just... young.

My bottle is my best friend. It is my life.
I must master it as I must master my life.
My bottle, without me, is useless. Without my bottle, I am useless.
I must drink from my bottle true.
I must from my bottle faster than my thirst increases who is trying to kill me.
I must drink before it kills me me. I will.
My bottle and myself know that what counts on this tour is not the sips we drink, the noise of our burps, nor the pees we make.
We know that it is the gulps that count. We will gulp.
My bottle is human, even as I, because it is my life.
Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its weaknesses, its strength, its parts, its accessories, its stopper and its straps.
I will keep my bottle clean and ready, even as I am clean and ready.
We will become part of each other. We will.
Before God, I swear this creed.
My bottle and myself are the defenders of my body.
We are the saviors of my life.
So be it, until there is no tour left to go, but peace. Amen.
 
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