Things I Think About In The Shower

Today, like most Wednesdays, I took a shower. It was a nice shower, pretty typical of any other day, but I was sure to rinse the shampoo out of my hair really well since I usually forget and end up with greasy bits later on that I despise and wish I could wash out but then that would just be another shower so I live with it until I shower again which is usually every other day since showering a lot is supposedly damaging to your hair after all.

But I digress.

Today, as I recall, I was thinking about a lot of things during this little jaunt with the faucet. Here is my list of things I was thinking about:

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Prolific, yes? I could write a novel about it! Watch out Melville and Chopin, I am taking your books down!
But really, I can't remember a thing about that which I was thinking.

Maybe there's something about the feeling of water, running through your hair (greasy or not), caressing your brain, stimulating it to make it so that all the right areas are shooting off action potentials at the same time and leading to complete and utter understanding of the universe and how to solve illiteracy and how to make that boy in the grocery really fall in love with you and how to train a cat to fetch the paper while riding a skateboard. All of these incredible, life-changing thoughts that are just swimming through your head (pun partially intended) and you just know that you're going to remember them all and then you finish ridding yourself of all the soap residue and then... nothing.

I'm not entirely sure why this happens. It may be, as you step out of the little basin to fetch your towel, your brain telling you "hey, it's kind of cold out here," as if prioritizing how it's feeling. Doesn't it know that you just solved the impossible sudoku in the paper today that you hadn't even seen yet?! If my body can manage being exposed to the dreadful air for a few moments before snuggling up in a robe then it follows that my brain should take heed and do the same. Selfish. That's what I have to say about you, dearest brain.

So I propose to you, a theory of sorts. There is a possibility that showers in the winter cause more brain damage than those during the winter. I wonder these things (not while in the tub) and consider the idea that the air temperature is quite a bit colder in your presumably tiled bathroom (especially if your housemate/mother/dog likes to keep it at a colder temperature than it is outside), so I make the claim that winter showering is hazardous to your brain functioning because of the cold air. So my obvious solution is to shower only in the summer when you can step out into a watmer, more pleasant atmosphere.

I will test this theory out in six months. Hopefully I don't think of anything conclusive and mind-boggling when I'm showering.