Sat feeling shattered after getting out of a hot shower with all the great smelling stuff.

The shower door is covered in water droplets. Some seem happy where they are.

Some race to the finish line alone.

Some run by, joining others, all moving together as a new unit.

It may seem like a race. But in just a short while, whether they raced by, or stayed put clinging on, they’ll be gone.

With nothing but a small imprint to say they were ever there.

Must get some more Viakal.