I love a good misleading subject title.
I am, in fact, referring to my shower last night. As usual, it was very late, or very early actually, 2am, and also as usual, there were 3 candles lit instead of the bathroom lights. It's not an environmental thing, I just enjoy slightly less harsh lighting at night time. And because it puts me in a romantic mood with myself. No, ok back on topic. I also don't bother putting the extractor fan on that late because it makes everything cold and is too noisy. Also because I like when my bathroom gets completely misty. So there I was, in the hottest shower in existence, fogging up the whole bathroom, watching the steam rise off my skin in the candlelight...when suddenly...my brain kicked into gear.
I started thinking about the opening scenes of a film; a film based on my life. Due to the fact that these were in fact just early thoughts, I'll keep them to myself for now, because thoughts that aren't formed correctly can often sound like nonsense. Nonsense, love that word. So I had my lovely little shower and went into my room, opened my Mac and wrote. Only a few things here and there, but it was the basis for something that I hope to continue working on.
I just couldn't believe the time and nature of my brainstorm. Really, I should just try and steam my mind more often. It works. The heat, the white wisps of hot air touching cold air, the candles, the silence of everything else around me...I should write a fucking sonnet.
Or a script.
I think the latter might be of better use to me.
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