Badly in Need of a Shower

I am badly in need of a shower. I was hoping that I could make it about a 36-hour stay with my family where I’ll be able to return before my body starts to reveal a stench. No need for travel shower. But this did not work out. The 36 hour stay turned into a 54-hour stay where Richelle began to make comments that my hair was beginning to take on smells ranging any where from sour milk to rancid fish sauce. Either way, I was not in a good place. It was stressful to be hugging people. By Sunday morning, I could feel that camping sensation where you can feel the cultures climbing over the build of dirt and oils that you’ve left piling up over the last few days. I tried drenching myself with my father’s aftershave but I don’t think this did anything more than just confuse people. Like they were detecting an ocean breeze Aqua Velvet flavor of rancid fish sauce.

But I had a great time with my family. I love just talking and eating and hanging out with them. We sit around in a circle and talk sometimes and I’m amazed at how therapeutic that is to me. Sometimes, I’ll find myself getting derailed from the actual full group discussion and simply appreciating what a great thing it is that we’re all taking the time to just talk to each other. It feels like conversation is a lost art these days. The more we get removed from it, the more we tend to struggle.