Shower Thoughts About Sleep Novels & Stories

Last night was one of the worst night's sleep I have ever had in years. I have never slept this bad even when I was sick or when I had chicken pox when I was four. But today is a new day and hopefully, I will get some answers. Waking up I go and jump in the shower quickly grabbing my body wash I squirt a good amount in my hand and lather it up and scrub it all over my body. When I got lower down on my torso a blonde green-eyed angel flooded my thoughts and my cock grows in my hand with every image of Savannah that crosses my mind.

The cold wooden floor made me shiver, but the rain kept falling softly beyond the windows, and it grounded me. I padded into the bathroom, flipped on the light, and stepped into the shower. Warm water ran down my back, washing away the last of sleep. I let my forehead rest against the tile for a second, breathing in steam and thinking of nothing at all. No past. No danger. Just this moment.

I wake up to my phone as it pings with a notification. After looking at my alarm clock, I see that it’s already after ten in the morning. ‘Oh crap’, I think to myself as I jump from my bed. I’m having lunch with Jace and I’m needing a shower badly, not to mention having to shave everywhere! Damn, I must have been really exhausted last night in order to be able to sleep in this late, but I guess Jace did wear me out just a tad bit. I smile to myself as the shower spray beats down on me and I scrub everywhere, especially the sore areas. Every time I think of him now, I have nothing but good thoughts and smiles; all those little doubts that would always pop in my head are slowly vanishing.

How she was going to sleep like a baby that night. When Joshua got home, he rushed into his bedroom and took off his clothes. His arms felt like they were burning from Megan’s touch. He felt it itching and turned on the shower head. He threw up while he was in the shower. He sat down in the tub and took a long and cold shower. While he was in the shower he thought about Emily. The thought of her sexy body against that dress run through his mind. Her beauty was trapped in his thoughts. Her smiles engraved in his mind. How he was going to be sleepless tonight again.

"No, it's alright. You need to go and get some rest, Ed. We'll be leaving in a couple of hours." "Don't worry about me, miss. Not sleeping for a night won't kill me. This is my job." I nodded quietly when I realized he w*sn't about to budge. I went back to my room and took a shower to attain a semblance of calmness. I thought of everything and anything to keep the memories from last night from resurfacing. I let out a bitter laugh as the w*ter streamed down me. How ironic w* it I w*s praying for my memories to leave me alone now when I had been praying for the exact opposite all my life.

Showering not because I’m dirty but because I’m tired. Utterly mentally tired. And when I feel relaxed I step out, allowing the water to drop off my body. I don’t bother with a towel, instead letting the remaining water soak into my skin and eventually blood stream. Instead I walk to bed and climb inside, pulling the covers over me. Clapping my hands I turn the lights out and then I pull Theseus’s pillow towards me. Unfortunately his scent is starting to fade but I can smell him if only distantly. My eyes close and I allow sleep to take me.

Dawn cracked on me, staring off at the windows, my hands under my head, my mind completely blank. I couldn't bring myself to think or feel anything, and I sighed, closing my eyes. Fatigue washed over me, and I knew I needed to sleep, but my mind wouldn't let me. I sighed and slowly stood up, then made my way to the shower. It was much bigger than the other one and had a large bathtub. I contemplated between using the shower or taking the bathtub like I knew I wanted to.

Perhaps that could distract me today. The sound of running water whispered in the background as I made my way to the bathroom, and my mind was still busy with thoughts of what happened last Sunday. The shower's warm cascades enveloped me, washing away the remnants of sleep, but failed to dispel these troubling thoughts I kept having. As steam curled and rose, filling the air with a well-welcomed warmth, I couldn't revel in this moment, one that I often looked forward to. You see, the simple pleasure of water against my skin usually went a long way in clearing my mind and readying me for the day ahead. It didn't today.

New lesson learnt. A cold shower is the key solution to unwanted day dreamings. You should definitely try it out. I was almost freezing to death when I left the bathroom but it was completely worth it. My mind was totally far from Ralph and mostly on finding warmth from somewhere that is definitely not his body. I snatched up my covers and threw it over my head from behind then held it in place just underneath my chin with both my hands while I just sat there at the edge of my bed blinking into space.

My mood changed drastically and Sebastian noticed this. He asked what was wrong with me and I didn't know if it was a good idea to tell him what was happening to me. -It's hard to explain. -You didn't sleep very well, did you? -Is it that noticeable? -Why can't you sleep, is something bothering you? -No, it's just that I can't get to sleep. -But I can tell you're tired, tell me what's wrong. -It's hard to explain. -I know I shouldn't interfere but it's wrong that you don't sleep, you're affecting your health.