How to catch a shower flower.

The main tool of my trade (and a discount code).

Is it the water falling so easily across my shoulders and down my back that lets the words fall easy too?

Perfect little word storms, rising to the heights of ceilings and landing in my hands in a way that says - they need the water too.

Slower breaths and an entire day washed off my skin if need be or worn like perfume, if I will it so. I count it lovely to notice that in an entire house of rooms, water itself has its very own room, an invitation where words can have their way, all while washing my hair.