mom walked in on me while i was taking a shower. you know, to inform me that the water flow was making the pipes buffer--a fact we all knew already and were in the process of getting fixed. a fact she thought merited her advance past two protective thresholds (doors) and into the room containing the glass cubicle that contained my naked self. and then she lingered there while i proceeded to yell at her out of frustration and confusion.
so when i make my "things i will miss, things i will not miss list" about living at home, you can bet that this incident will fall under the "things i will not miss" column. because when you live with your parents, you always--and i mean always--live with that constant fear of one of them walking in on you.
why do you think i haven't taken a bath in over five years?
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