solitude

as the water slowly falls onto my hair, pushing it downwards till it covers my ears. the noise of the outside world slowly fading, all thats left is the silence of my own thoughts.

a day has ended and in a few hours another day shall begin..

this is my solitude.
my 20 minute shower, as a take my time to wash my now shoulder length hair.
i close my eyes and feel nothing.
a pleasant nothingness which relaxes me.
i am at ease.
the troubles of the world has been muted.
this is what i look forward to every fortnight. whilst others drink their sorrows away in nearby pubs.
i take showers.
long warm showers.

where the only thing that matters is me and well,

my hair.

:P