A few nights ago I made a discovery laying on the bottom of my bathtub. My naked body lay shivering because the water had drained out and only covered my stomach.
My head sunk underwater and suddenly it was quiet. I have never heard anything more silent.
I traced my forearms with my fingers. I almost got up to reach for a knife instead, but the water was so peaceful.
I stared at the showerhead. It seemed so much taller while I felt so much smaller. And it was comforting. And death, was an option I could follow through with.