Title: 11/21/23 - Plumbing the Mind In the quiet chamber, where dr..

Message: 11/21/23 - Plumbing the Mind In the quiet chamber, where droplets weep, A leaking shower, secrets it does keep. The tiles, witnesses to an anxious stream, Echo the stress that infiltrates each dream. With caulking tool in steady hand, I mend the leaks, a task unplanned. Each bead applied, a sigh of release, A momentary respite, a fleeting peace. The water's escape, a metaphor clear, Like anxiety's flow, relentless and near. A symphony of stress, a constant sound, In every leak, my worries unbound. Yet, as the silicone forms a barrier tight, A soothing balm for the mind's plight. The shower, once a source of distress, Transforms into a haven of calmness. In the completion of this mundane feat, A metaphor unfolds, a tale so sweet. For in fixing leaks, I find relief, A parallel to soothing my mind's grief. As the caulking dries, a quiet satisfaction, A pause in the tumult, a mental extraction. In the hushed aftermath of a task well done, I glimpse the solace, like the setting sun.