The best part of her day was her bath.
In the bath, time slowed. In the bath, there was peace.
The morning was long, but familiar.
Her body, tight with mounting tension, longed to dissolve.
In the water, she could do just that.
Heat on heat. The room was warmed and the water, below scalding.
It was what she needed.
Slowly, she dipped into the water.
It engulfed her. Stripped her off all concern.
She sat in relief.
Fifth of October 