There are times were you're at the end of the day, sitting in a bath that took you an hour to just get set up, thinking about how you want to be reflective and write all these meaningful things about life but all you can think about is how you're a bad girlfriend and wondering how on earth the bath water is cold already. Probably because it wasn't warm to begin with and the fact that it's slowly draining doesn't help much. All you wanted was to relieve your cramps, reflect, listen to music, and maybe write a little bit. And now you're stuck. Despite all the things running through your mind, you know you can't say any of them.
How am I supposed to know if this is the right path? More water in the bath. Still cold. Just like your dad. Too big of a heart and a temper like a hurricane. Like your mom. Don't want a real job and so into the perfect family that you could be a 40's housewife. Nothing wrong with either of them. They're happy in life and make it work, one way or another.
An hour an a half later. Freezing, blank, and not tired in the least.
