Slice of Self

I Forced Myself to Take a Cold Shower

Then a childhood memory of nearly drowning reminded me of the perils of the mind

Photo by Ruatsanga Hmar from Pexels

My feet stand pressed on the cold bathroom tiles. I look up towards the silver shower faucet, my gaze suspended in mid-air. As the mind wanders, like it always does, I pick up on an early memory.