Aah

I just took a long bath. I sat in the steaming tub until I couldn’t feel my legs anymore.

I was afloat.

For a moment or so, I actually dozed off and found myself in a space between reality and dream. While my mind wandered in the past, my feelings remained suspended in my comfortable aquatic environment.

I relived our last year without the anxieties that have trailed on our heals like a surly gnome. And suddenly it all wasn’t that bad at all.

It was a strenuous year, one that was filled with good-byes, suitcases, taxi rides, water bottles, fluttering hearts and queazy stomachs. But while bobbing in my extra deep tub, my skin turning into a rubbery mess, all of that didn’t matter.

Ah, the midnight bath. It’s a tough drug to resist.