My Portfolio

After my shower, when my legs are red from the heat of the water, I wrap in my towel and slide down the wall until I sit on the very edge of my towel. I think of so many things. The shower numbs the sound of the outside world, after the shower I exist somewhere between the inside and outside. I’m in the steam of the shower. I think of the people I want and the people I want to be. There’s a girl out there who could manage my life better than me. As I think of her and think of