That moment in a shower when you decide to make it a really long shower
It’s a bad scene.
Alarm bells buzz when the clock clicks six and I become a barely blinking lump of groggy stretching noises that sound like Chewbacca after he’s been shot by Stormtroopers. Honestly, it’s a pathetic scene—me lying there with drool stains on my cheeks, deathbags under my eyes, and bent and jagged bedhead.
Eventually I stumble into the shower and feel my eyes burning and begging to return to the cool and shady Cave of Closure. But I soldier on, shower on, soap on, and slowly let that hot steam wake me up.
Sometimes I just can’t let go.
No, sometimes I enter a little steam dream in the shower and end up slowing down and thinking to myself: This is good.
This is really good.
This should not stop.
Yes, in this magic mist of steamy smiles my brain quickly flips into Nothing Else Matters Mode, where all other thoughts just wash away in favor of showering a little longer and living for the day.
Hitting that moment in the shower where you decide to make it a really long shower is a great feeling. As the hot water beats down you get to keep nudging that faucet a little bit hotter and a little bit hotter to keep the steam swirling and relax into a soothing personal moment of
AWESOME!