jj-dreamworldz

A shower; to cleanse the plagues of the day. Also to think and dream of what other days may bring. I lie down, to dream, on the soapy floor of the shower, my ear presses Hard against the smooth surface to hear the thundering beat like Powerful horses only muffled out as the falling water's escape is blocked by My unthinking foot. The water begins to rise. No more are the Impurities washing away, but they are gathering and rising to meet With the just cleansed head. Slowly my hate, sadness, stress and all that I had loathed about this day washes back. I don't understand how so much Can change in a single day. So many unanswerable