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Bathroom Decisions

Yes, are you thinking of the exact same thing? Yes? No? For most people, the toilet is the most conducive place to make 60% of the day's decisions but for me, it is the bathroom. Actually, not 60% of my decisions are made in the bathroom but one insignificant yet significant decision. Everyday, I struggle with a terrible dilemma in my bathroom. The moment I walk in, take my towel off and hang it, I begin to consider my entire existence and my thoughts shift from life to death. Sometimes, I consider if it will be better to hang myself since my towel seems to dance beautifully from its hanging position while I wallow in misery.
I ask myself questions like, "will anybody notice I didn't show up for work, if they don't see me at the office today?" and "will anyone go into panic and wonder if something happened to me, like, did I die?"
In between these questions, I think of taking the bold step and ending it all at once but fear pushes me back, like every other morning.

I take the bar of soap in my hand, with my plastic bowl of water, courageously, I pour the water on my head slowly enough to dodge it. I look at myself in the mirror.  I am at this same point, unable to bathe cold water in harmattan. My toughest morning decision is how to begin bathing, shall I begin from washing my legs or my hands? It is not suicide. Never has been, never will be! I'm a happy kid. 

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