Hotel showers are worth the price of admission. I don’t know what it is about them that makes me feel this way but GAH!!! Maybe it’s the endless supply of hot water. The lack of worry that at any moment the water will run cold. Because I promise I could stay in a hotel shower for an hour. Don’t give me a chair either. Tuh. To just have that almost scalding water beating me up for an unexplainable amount of time, just washing away the worries of the day?! I live. My family knows the routine at this point. They don’t ask any questions, and they go pee before I go in there just to be safe. Leemelone. Let me be. It’s cathartic. If we had endless hot water at home, our water bill would be atrocious. Swear.