Someone was playing Only Yesterday by The Carpenters upstairs… Rachel and I used to listen to them; I found myself yelling “Shut up!” as loud as I could at whoever was playing the music.
I got up and slammed the door, sinking to the floor after doing so. I felt out of place, as if I was too large to fit in my own body… or was I too small?

After sitting there for about half an hour, I got up and went to the bathroom to take my usual morning shower. The mirror revealed the rat’s nest on top of my head that was my hair. Whoever was playing The Carpenters had stopped, and I almost forgot to take off my clothes before getting clumsily in the shower.
I felt the hot water rush over me, and found myself longing to be washed away down the drain. I couldn’t stand up for long, and fell to the floor of the shower, letting the water pelt me endlessly. I hope I drown…
I found myself trying to inhale the falling drops of water, but to no avail. They just ran down my face like a river of thick, warm tears…