All good memories are made with classic rock..
Ok, so an interesting thing happened to me today…
I walk into the bathroom with the intention of taking a shower, I'm in a hurry too, I need to shower quickly cause Katherine is coming to pick me up for lunch. I could not help but notice that she's showering too and my usual morning (and I use the term morning loosely) saunter is not going to be quick enough…
oh
god
I gotta hurry, so I rush, better yet, into the bathroom to shower and I turn on the radio while frantically trying to remove my shirt. I finally get on the radio and claw at my shirt and get it off as the words
“dirty
little
secrets dirty
little
lies”
blare at me from the radio as i get the shirt and bra off...
I love it...and I love this moment...
Right after I had started the shower and was wondering what to do till it got warm, and after several minutes of intense deliberation I finally decided to brush my teeth like I usually do while I’m waiting for the water to get warm. Well, while I was focused on getting the toothpaste out and recalling the brush your teeth memories my mind had generated when my mom first taught me to brush my teeth and comparing them to the memories of me brushing my teeth (so that I would know what exactly it was brushing my teeth was supposed to look like in the mirror. I use the term focus very laxly, for I was concentrating so hard on the task at hand, and channeling so much of my energy towards that one chore that I momentarily tuned out all the sounds around me. Except the therapeutic sound of the shower's water on the tiles of course, and when I finally zoned back into reality, assumed the tooth brushing position and commenced the brushing I heard the words
"I'm a joker, I'm a smoker I'm a midnight toker"
(and "Maurice" in that seductive cat's purr)
climb out and at me through the radio. And then I got slapped in the face by some honesty, and I couldn't help but chuckle at this little series of events, nor did I want to lose them into the abyss that is my memory. I chuckled at first to myself and later out loud about all the things people would find out and then laughed even harder about the things that they would never know. I was so fascinated and amused by these events that I was still sniggering as I got into the shower and after I got out I looked to my left and noticed that I had left the water running after I had finished brushing my teeth.
I
loved
this
moment
that much more. Then I strutted from the bathroom to my the words of newest theme song…
"no stop signs, speed limit, nobody’s gonna slow me down "
into my room just in time for Katherine's call.