Morning motivation

I check myself in the mirror and love to see the same wicked smile as of every morning.
I enjoy this.
I see many thoughts losing track.
I see ideas…mostly bad ideas…rush, impulsivity, fury, fire put off by water but still holding on…to tears, stench of mint, I see a naked body smelling terribly of morning…I see…I see an arm and a toothbrush with some white creamy kinda stuff on it, well…almost gross. Hell yeah.
But it’s just me brushing my teeth. This is another day of all the days remaining. But I like it. Stupidly, I see more than just a habit, this is my every day’s ritual.
I love brushing my teeth naked! …and the smell of fresh perfumed skin on an intelligent guy.