*drip drip drip*

Each droplet holding within it pure energy, cleansing this tired old body, I feel so old, how did it all happen? more drips, washing off the dirt and grim I've collected along the way. The hot water hitting the cold air, steam rises up, opening my pores and my body to the cleansing heat. Its just a shower
just a shower...

A couple of minutes and I feel refreashed, a new person, someone more hopful, not wanting to go back to the cold world outside this cocoon of heat...

I must, not just for the better of myself, but to share the word, there is hope...you just have to find, and it won't find you, at least not in my experance...and it doesn't have to be anything that means anything to anyone else, you, yourself put meaning to everything around you...


Everything you seek, is inside yourself :]

-though this battle still rages on inside his head-