as long as i've remembered, i used to grimace at showers. simply because i would go through days of saddening memories, to where i do not know who i am anymore. today. i finally realized how much i loved showers, how much i loved the warmth.
but yet when i get out, i feel dread. i want to go continue the shower. be warm, free. i don't know. it confuses me and makes me puzzled to no end. i want to know why i feel such a way. it's scary but interesting at the same time of the situation.
i also somehow like the end of the shower. feeling the cold and enjoying the drops just drying. it feels heavenly and so.. cold..
cold. cold is something you can feel negatively. but as of right now. my cold isn't there. i've been warm. which is my favorite part of a shower. but i feel.. empty... even when i shower...
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De Todomy world for me to speak, a thinking diary. anonymous. i am human. a written letter for me to speak and for others to think with me.
