Tibby,
I love outdoor showers. I love looking at the sky. I´ve even started going to the bathroom outside rather than close myself up in one of the sick outhouses. I´m a feral creatur. Is that the world? You would hate all this crunchiness, Tib, but it is perfect for me. The thought of a shower under a ceiling makes me claustrophobic. Do you think anyone would notice if I started going to the bathroom in the backyard? Ha. Just Kidding.
I think I wasn´t made for houses.
Love,
Contemplative Bee
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