And to celebrate: a description of joy.
Showers. Showers my be an act of joy incarnate. Hot water on bare skin in a small warm room has its own sensual attributes, obviously, but the cleaning part should not be discounted. I never took cleaning seriously in America/England/Australia. I'd never before washed and then, while drying, seen rolls of dead skins flay off, pull out literal handfuls of hair from my hair.
Before I thought of showers as a reprieve from reality where I literally would sit under the water and dream up Thor knows what words of intrigue and sparkles.
And I took it all for granted...
I just showered for the first time in a week, and the joy I felt cannot be described. I'd even prepared with two towels: one for hair and one for corpul. The soba in the bathroom was even warm and I put my towels on it, and they warmed up.... oooooo deliciousness.
I will invest in a very well equipped bathroom when I own a house, hopefully with a small sauna.
8 comments:
Soba is a type of noodle and not an appropriate receptacle for towels.
Ummm. . .Erika in the shower.
A soba is a fire-powered water heater that takes up the face of a wall adjoining two or more rooms. It is a source of heat. The only source of heat. If it gets too hot, indeed, it will burn your towels.
Phil. It happens. Deal with it.
Nontheless; towels have no place with noodles save in the instance where the noodles need dried off.
@Phil: I know, right?
I wasn't criticizing or doubting, I was imagining. It was pleasant.
That is the last time I talk about showers.
I feel gross now.
Thanks.
Bastard.
I'm sorry. I don't see why that should make you feel gross.
But I didn't mean to make you feel gross.
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