“And I don’t mean “bathe,” I mean a BATH. A place to lay submerged in clear water for an hour. For two. Everyone needs time to lay in water. Showers don’t count. They go by too quickly and all people are concerned with is cleanliness. A bath gives you time. And we all need time. It forces you to think, because what else can you do? You’re too old to play with toys. You need to think. About your day, about tomorrow, about a person, about nothing. That last one is more important than you think.
It also gives you time alone to look at your naked self. This is the only body you’ll ever have. Learn to love it even as it distorts under the refraction of the water. As it bloats and prunes and floats next to flawless ceramic. If you can still love yourself after seeing all of your scars, you’ll know the purpose of a long bath.
And in the end, you get to pull up that plug and watch all the filth and worry and time fall down the drain, and all that remains is a purer version of yourself.”