There I stood in the shower while the steam created a fog in my bathroom.
There I stood in the shower as I felt the hot water warm my cold skin. As every drop that came out of the shower head massaged my back.
There I stood with my head held low and thoughts juggling through my mind like a circus act. Each drop beaded off my warm skin and at times I could not tell if I had tears rolling out of my eyes or it was just the water from the shower.
There I stood having my moment. The only time I had to myself and I was not sure whether I wanted to end it or allow my body to prune itself. I made the best decisions while in the shower but, as soon as I walked out reality would strike and I knew those decisions would have to wait a while.
There I stood wanting to have the ability to make time stand still. Make time stop so I could just stand in there for a few more minutes without fear or urgency of having to get out.
The shower was my sanctuary and I didn’t want to leave because I knew as soon as my foot stepped out and touched the rug reality would shake me up! I would have to return back to the real world where my body and mind no longer connected with the world.
There I stood wanting more time and less pain. Wishing I was brave enough to finally make those decisions come to life. Wishing time would stand still and the steam would continue.