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Slowing Down, Living Now…
Finding your centre
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“I knew I’d find you here!”
“Aaahh! Bee! What are you doing here!?”
I cover myself with the shower curtain, checking if my heart's still there after the heart attack she tried to give me.
“I've been searching all over the place for you, and voila! I knew I'd find you here, and sure enough, here you are!”
“What!? In my bathroom? In my own home!? Of course you'd find me here! Now get out!”
She merely raises her eyebrows at me and walks away, muttering something like, “It’s nothing I've not seen before, anyway…”
“What! What does that mean!?”
I just hear the door click shut.
“Ugh! I'm not even safe in my own bathroom! Goodness gracious! I should've never given her that spare key. Dang it!”
“Stop cursing, and come out quickly! I've got something to share with you!”
“In a minute! And don't rush me!”
Stupid thin walls.
I quickly rinse off the remaining soap suds, slip into my bathrobe, and walk into my bedroom.
