Rendezvous
01 February 04 : 01.57 PM
I came home feeling so tired last night. My feet hurt as hell and there was this after-ache from laughing so hard. KS makes me laugh a lot. So I soaked in my bathtub for an hour or more.
Then I thought about the time when I was younger and bathed in my parents' bathroom. I was 11 or 12 years old then. I'd fill the bathtub up to the very brim and switch on the jacuzzi and see the water whirling so fast I imagine I was in whitewater. I'd move around the tub pretending I knew how to swim, or lie prostrated knowing I won't drown. I'd put those bathmilk until the water was creamy looking and imagined myself as Cleopatra, or maybe I'd put those essential oils in the water, chamomile, myrrh, lavender anything that I could put my hands on. Then I'd play this game with myself; dropping something into the bathtub (you can't really see the bottom because of the frothy water and the bathtub was black), and trying to find it. Somehow it was more fun than how I'm describing it.
I wouldn't lock the toilet door. Mom could come in anytime she wanted and I didn't care anyway.
Now I can't do that. I don't know how she'll react if she knows about my tattoo.
Anyway, last night I was lying in bed almost falling asleep when Andii burst into my room to talk to me. I'd just quarreled with her the night before and we weren't really talking. I always feel like crying whenever we do. The best part of our sisterhood is that we don't have to apologise after our quarrels or say anything at all, the following day, everything will be fine.
When it was 4.30 am, my eyelids got heavy and I just couldn't keep my eyes open anymore. I need sleep more than anything else. Then she rested her head on my stomach and stroked my arm.
"You're still the most beautiful girl in the world," she said to me, and went back to her own room. I told her to lie on me like that when she gets back, and I fell asleep immediately.