I have never understood these blasted sinks with 2 faucets.
How is anyone supposed to just splash water on their face.
I need to rinse the grime of sleep, whiskey and smoke off of me.
I need to quench the thirst of my skin, the thirst to feel fresh and clean again.
Coffee. Eggs. Toast. Bacon.
I make a note to myself to ensure that shower installation is on the top of the list.
I am resigned. Resigned to trying to wash off the night, using 2 faucets, no plug for the sink, just enough so I don’t offend the others at the diner.
It is too far to go home first.
I need breakfast, I need coffee more than I want that shower.