Exceptional after a long, hard day Shortbread and Champagne : Downtime by gansach

At the end of the harrowing day where life has collided with the world for eight energy~sucking,                    strength~sapping,                               enthusiasm~draining hours, the craving need to crawl homeward, to seek shelter, is paramount.   To ratchet my quivering remains up the Everest stair and catapult myself into the safety net of home usurps                              my remaining reserves of nerves.   A respite of heavy breathing to restore some semblance of humanity is required before I can propel myself to the bathroom where,      draping my diminished essence over the edge of the tub, I clutch the hot water spigot and wrench it to the “on” position.   Clouds of refreshing steam engulf me as I peel myself like a limp banana and slither into porcelain awash with waves                             of fragrance~laced water, there to uncrimp each sobbing muscle,                    release each knotted nerve,                             relax each traffic~jammed joint until, with a sigh of pure unadulterated pleasure, I sink slowly                                 into an oblivion of bubbles,                                         senses a~tingle with new life.   When the numbness has subsided and I am human once more, I pull the plug and let the sloughed snakeskin of living                                        swirl                                          down                                             the                                               drain.   Author Notes There is nothing like a fragrant, bubbly soak in the tub after a long. hard day of earning a living.

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