Yesterday, I awoke to a rainstorm in BA. It's been sunny and very warm up to this point, so I really can't complain, or perhaps I can...
I had an odd dream, blurry and heavy which didn't want to leave me as I opened my eyes. Dreary morning/ dreary mood. I made my way to the shower, only to find the hot water was out, or used up, or mad at me, something. I made up my mind to suck it up and just do it already, held my breath, and stepped under the stream of freezing water. It wasn't the coldest shower ever, I can remember quite well the hot water going out in January in France one year, it was so cold it hurt. This time was just cold, very cold. Surprisingly, I forgot about my mood, the dream left me and I just felt ALIVE.
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