Here, I was the centre of everything and it was no surprise that people often walked around my house and looked in the windows. As I lay in the bathtub, I could hear the words, the stomping and even the opening of one of the windows. But why couldn't I open my eyes? It was because I had already started to fall asleep, and after I heard someone laughing, I fell asleep.
If someone had entered the house and found me in the bathtub, quite weak, vulnerable, without clothes and in the foam that served as a barrier between me and the rest of the people, that someone could do anything. So I lay there at my own risk, continuing to sleep.
I don't know how many minutes I slept, but when I woke up I felt the water had already cooled down. I quickly poured hot water over myself, wiped myself off with a soft towel and put on a warm dressing gown. What else was I supposed to do? In just one day we would no longer be here. But why did I think that was not true?
