Day Three-Hundred and Twenty-Four

I carry around a bouncy ball at work. I keep in my pocket. When I get stressed I toss it about. Pok!! Stress is gone. Pok!! Calming down. Pok is what I figure the noise a bouncy ball makes sounds like. When you walk into my room and hear Pok Pok Pok you know its been a rough day.

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