Before I know it, it’s been 10 minutes. I’m standing under the beating water, steam engulfing me, my thoughts trapped on nothing. I’m just standing here.
I’m numb. I don’t feel pain. I don’t feel the heat. My thoughts are like soaked cotton wool. Stuffy, full, making my ears hurt.
Where am I going? What am I going to do next? What am I going to do at all?
I’m standing here for 10 minutes. It could have been an hour. I’m trapped. Caught. But I’m not struggling. I’m just trying to remember how to put one foot in front of the other.
Keep moving forward. I need to keep moving forward.