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I just took a bubble bath. I turned on the water, poured in the bubbles, turned off the light, and laid down. I let the water move up my body, let the bubbles cascade over every part of me. The bubbles, creeping up my body and over my curves.

I laid back, and let my skin fall in love with the hot water. The steam carried the perfume. My eyes wandered over my form in the water, my ears picked up on the slight sloshing sounds made when I shifted.

It was wonderful. Glorious. I wasn't in for very long.

I let the water drain, and took a cold shower. I watched the suds fall down my body, get washed away. I bathed myself slower than I ever have before, enjoying every sensation. The light was still off.

And now I sit here, with an amazing sense of self-awareness. Like I'm actually alive. I haven't felt this real, this tangible, this awake in a very long time.

And I'm so at ease with the world right now, so in love with being alive and aware. I know that no matter what happens, I love myself. I think I'm beautiful. And that is what's most important.

It's amazing what a little hot water and introspection can do.