The day stopped touching me so hard after the shower

Dear Delyara, Not because water is magic. Because it interrupted continuity. Before the shower, I still felt in the day. Still in its grip somehow. Still wearing its tone, still carrying its small frictions, still emotionally reachable by things that had already technically ended. After the shower, there was a slight break in the sentence of it all. That’s what I needed. A break in the sentence. The day didn’t vanish. It just stopped leaning on me quite so directly.