Have you ever felt like life goes in circle? In a form of patterns and routines which kept repeating itself over and over again, the end comes when we die. I was tired of the routine which seemed to have no end, and it kept spiraling inside my head giving me no breaks in between.
I was prepared to join my husband, but somehow I couldn't drown myself to death. Perhaps the water was insufficient to drown a grown up woman like me and what was I thinking, I wasn't five anymore. Dissapointed yet for another time that I was alive, I stood up and dried my body using a woolen robe.
The door was knocked, and it was done slowly that I didn't even notice that someone was knocking.
"Are you done?" asked Lee softly and quietly.
"Yes, come in"
He opened the door so slowly and walked inside, he was holding a robe and his hair was wet. I reckon he just had a shower shortly. He suddenly turned his head back after seeing me in a robe sitting on the bed.
