There was a pretty ferocious storm a couple days ago in Hong Kong that damaged some of the infrastructure up on Mount Davis. The internet was down due to a lightning strike and water went off for a while. That's fine, yesterday I went to down to HK Island and worked from Pacific Coffee. I had to hurry to grab the shuttle down the mountain and didn't get my morning walk/run in, so I went around 11PM when I came back until I found a well lit place to jog back and forth on the mountain, and I came back at midnight.
I'm sweaty, exhausted, and I think - oh, I hope the water's back on... I should've checked...
I went to the shower, turned the nob, and... the water started. Good.
But no hot water for some reason. And it was quite cold.
At first I flinch and tense up a little bit as I step into the water, and then I think - why should I flinch? Mind over matter. This will be cold,. and I'll enjoy it anyways.
So I wet my hair from the cold water, methodically, smoothly, not rushing or hurrying or shying from the coldness.
I shampoo my hair, and wash it out, I step into the cold water and wash myself, and all of sudden it's almost enjoyable. It's still cold, but just - accepting that I'd be cold, it ceased to be bad. I showered off, and when I stepped out I'd never felt so strong and alive. I felt like one of those German barbarians that always gave the Romans so much trouble. The air felt pleasant as I stepped from the cold water, and I admired the view from the second floor of the building before getting dressed and doing some good work.
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