Standing in the Shower…Thinking
Remember the Jane’s Addiction song “Standing in the Shower…Thinking”? I wish I could find a video of it, but it appears in the vast world of the internet one doesn’t exist. Or maybe I’m just too lazy to spend any more time looking for a link. Regardless, I never gave it much thought to what Perry Farrell was singing about until today when I was, well, standing in the shower thinking.
I find that I do a lot of thinking when I’m in the shower. What is it about a constant flow of warm water that helps one sort through problems, possible solutions and random tidbits that float in and out of our subconscious? Lately it seems like the shower has become my escape to forget about dirty dishes, cheerios on the carpet, a toddler demanding my lap so he can read a book and the dog barking because she’s a dog and that’s what she does.
My thoughts today were a little more random.
“When I go to the bank later I’ll take Ryan because the girl who works at the drive-thru always gives him cool “Cars” stickers. And who am I fooling? Those stickers are really for me. I swear I should get a Lisa Franks sticker album for those suckers.”
“You know, the design on the wrapper of a Playtex Pearl tampon looks alarmingly like my myspace layout. It’s orange and has swirls too. Oh my god, my myspace looks like a tampon!!!”
“I wonder if I should try some bubble tea instead of coffee when I meet the girls on Friday. I really have no idea of what bubble tea is, but I heard somewhere that it has little chunks of tapioca or something in it. That’s so weird–do I really want to drink tapioca?”
“Wow, that wad of hair on the wall of the shower totally looks like a seahorse. That reminds me of the surprise seahorse shaped chicken strip Natalie got at Fat Tuesday. I could really go for some chicken strips right now. And a Pirate’s Pleasure to wash it down.”
And so the thoughts go. Back in my days when I worked outside the home I would usually rehearse meetings that I dreaded going to in my head and all of the possible outcomes in the shower every morning. But now I just let my mind wander and ponder sticker books and chicken strip seahorses. It’s just what’s been happening lately when I find myself standing in the shower…thinking.