There's nothing like bawling your eyes out to make you feel better over things that you can't change. And yet, at the same time, worse by degrees. Bah.
Anyway, I have to agree with you Monique, there's nothing quite like coming out of a steaming shower and having the cold air hit your soaked skin. When I was younger, I used to think that I could feel time slipping past me. Now, I realize that it was probably just minute air currents created by the hot water and the steam escaping out the cracks in the door, but then it felt like time.
Stands to reason that I used to be really really good at guessing the time even if I only looked at my watch once in the morning. Used to be a time when I could have it within five minutes to the exact time. I've lost the skill as I've gotten older, which is a shame. It was really handy, especially after my watch broke.
Anyway, I have to agree with you Monique, there's nothing quite like coming out of a steaming shower and having the cold air hit your soaked skin. When I was younger, I used to think that I could feel time slipping past me. Now, I realize that it was probably just minute air currents created by the hot water and the steam escaping out the cracks in the door, but then it felt like time.
Stands to reason that I used to be really really good at guessing the time even if I only looked at my watch once in the morning. Used to be a time when I could have it within five minutes to the exact time. I've lost the skill as I've gotten older, which is a shame. It was really handy, especially after my watch broke.