dream_baths raze it's never a shower. and i mean never. it's always a bath. and there's always some complication. i'm usually still fully clothed. i can never get the water warm enough. i keep pumping in all the heat i can handle and it doesn't do a thing. shampoo refuses to lather. the washcloth wilts. the towel tucks tail and abandons me in my hour of need. printed pictures won't stay where i ask them to stand. sometimes there's an assassin who can't shoot straight. sometimes there's an old_friend waiting in the wings. but i haven't once had the feeling of accomplishing what i've set out to do. i just lie there and soak in lukewarm lassitude, incapable of getting clean. 250512 what's it to you? who go blather from