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Loving the Quarantine? Great! Check on Someone Who Isn’t
I’m enjoying quarantine quite a bit.
Well, that vast understatement — I’m enjoying “The Great Pause” more than just about any time of my adult life. Without the daily rigors of capitalism, I’m free to spend my time however I’d like. It’s ushered in a kind of peace and focus that’s all to rare in our ordinary, daily life.
Just today, I had a bath. I can’t remember the last time I’ve had a bath as an adult male, and now I’m wondering why it’s not more common. Not only did I have a bath, but I had a bath drawn for me, by my incredible girlfriend.
I don’t know if you’ve ever had a proper bath, but it’s quite the experience. When I say she drew me a bath, I don’t mean she put hot water into the tub and walked away, as I certainly would have done. She drew me a bath, as a craftswoman would, deep knowledge of expertise on display.
She added salts and soaps and scents, turning mere tap water into a chemist’s concoction of relaxation and delight. Sitting in the steaming water, my skin tingled to the sensation of the cleansing elixir, my nose seemingly running through a boundless meadow of…