I’ve had a few memorable showers in my 29 and 3/4 quarters years.
I know, I know…what kind of statement is that anyway?
But hear me out.
I’m talking a shower where you turn the heat up as hot as you can stand it without feeling as though your skin is about to melt off your body.
I’m talking a shower that fills your bathroom with so much steam that it becomes difficult to take a deep breath; and in the very same moment, feeling the dirt, the grime, the sweat, the laughter, and the sand melt off your body and swirl around the drain, waving as though shouting gleefully, “until next time!”.
I’m talking a shower that leaves your skin pink with heat and the beginnings of a slight sunburn and memories from a weekend outside under the hot Rocky Mountain sun.
Now that’s a memorable shower.