Cleanliness is next to Godliness
I was late to work this mourning….Around 45 minutes late….
All just because I couldn’t bring myself to turn off the shower… I knew that I should, and that every second that I didn’t, made me later…..but I wouldn’t…I couldn’t…and I don’t know why.
Sure, it was warm and felt as great as it always does on a dark, cold mourning…..But then the hot water ran cold…and still I didn’t turn it off…
I could feel my skin getting harder with the lowering of every degree… Then I started daring myself to stay longer….And I did….Staring at the tile, I stayed until the water couldn’t get any colder…or I just became numb….then I stayed some more.
Then, standing there with nothing left to prove to myself…
I turned the water off.
To my surprise, after I got to work not a single person asked me why I was so late….
I wish they would have…
Because I would have told them the truth….
And it would have been glorious…
Even if only to me.
ha. i’ve taken some cold showers before, but mainly because i hate the summer and it makes me feel better about it. and not quite daring myself. ryn: i think that was good timing, actually. it had a connection, somewhere. and i thank you because it made me feel a lot better.
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