So, this time, I’m sharing one weird thing.
I believe bathtubs are magic.
I don’t know if I’m just able to truly let life and worries go when in water, or what, but if I’m blocked, all I have to do is fill up the jacuzzi tub. It has a tiled deck around it, so I end up at an awkward angle, writing in a notebook on the side. But it’s kind of funny when people call and it’s the middle of the day–and there’s an echo…
They ask what I’m doing and I say writing and don’t go into any explanations. I love speculating on the caller’s speculations. They probably think I’m in the other part of the bathroom, but I’ll let you in on a little secret.
I don’t answer the phone in there.