There's something to be said for hot baths. A hot bath and a glass of moscato on a slow Saturday evening... now that deserves a round of applause.
Leaving the world and all that it brings behind a locked bathroom door.
A quick escape from responsibility. A chance meeting with my deepest thoughts, feelings...alone.
Alone I only seek only to please me. No phone, no tv... Just me.
Hot bath, vanilla scented bath oils and yes plenty of bubbles. Chilled glass of sweet peach moscato and my mind.
Releasing all life has deposited in me. Cleansing my body of the evil, hate, destruction, fear and pain... for the moment.
Renewing my soul to begin again. Hoping for goodness, love, renewal, boldness, and pleasure that lasts eternally.
Hot bath, chilled glass of wine...and me.
Accepting my flaws, revealing my shortcomings. Leaving it behind as a filthy ring around the tub. Drowning my sorrows.
Exfoliating, cleansing, leaving it all behind.
Starting fresh. Inspired.
Kristal
