Swallow the buffered analgesic
From Create Your Own Story
You swallow it and you feel much better. This is not to say that you feel great, because you don't. But you do feel better.
You open a window, see a bulldozer, find your slippers, and stomp off to the bathroom to wash.
Toothpaste on the brush - so. Scrub.
Shaving mirror - pointing at the ceiling. You adjust it. For a moment it reflects a second bulldozer through the bathroom window. Properly adjusted, it reflects your bristles. You shave them off, wash, dry, and stomp off to the kitchen to find something pleasant to put in your mouth.
Kettle, plug, fridge, milk, coffee. Yawn.
The word bulldozer wanders through your mind for a moment in search of something to connect with.
The bulldozer outside the kitchen window is quite a big one.
You stare at it.
"Yellow," you think.
Do you:
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| Health | {{{Health}}} | You have: A flathead screwdriver, pocket fluff, no tea 
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