And there I was. The hot stream of water, pouring down my back. I start to think, while I feel my skin burning, numbing. My head hurts. My thoughts start to overflow. My emotions follow the stream, away to a place I don’t really know.
Whilst I close my eyes, I try to feel again. Is it too much? All of a sudden, I feel every individual drop of water. Burning, numbing me. I turn off the water, I need to go. This isn’t what I should do.
I grab a towel and wipe away the water. Maybe next time I’ll enjoy it and sing, as I usually do.
I know I’m not alone, they see me. But the only one I see is the blind one I love the most.