It's 2:42 a.m. While everyone sleeps, I sit here stressing over the little things. My body aches from my head to my toes. I guess it's the price I pay for wanting to be perfect.
Something I need to realize is that perfection doesn't exist. It's just a word people created to make others feel bad. All the hard work I do won't make me perfect. It will only make me a little better.
After awhile I got tired and thought I would treat myself. Taking off my clothes I walk across the hall letting my bare feet walk across the wood floors into the bathroom. My hand reaches out to turn on the light. Once it is on I go around the bathroom picking up stuff that will make the perfect bath. I turn on the water and watch it full up as I pour all the stuff in it.
The bubbles that make the whole bathroom smell like strawberries. The aroma is happily welcomed into my nose. I stick my foot in, letting the warm water smoothen it. I soon dip my whole body in. The warm water takes my body hostage. The feeling was amazing and my body instantly became relaxed. I didn't have any worries. The quiet almost soothed me to sleep.
I was in paradise.
