Tuesday, January 27, 2009
If I could do anything
I was feeling bored this morning.
This almost never happens to me.
I haven't been bored since I was a kid and was directed to read one of our encyclopedias by my wise mom.
I think it has more to do with feeling brain dead, and headachey, VERY ready for this cold to burn itself out.
Anyway, I was asking myself; if I could do anything right now, what could it be? The answer was to go to a Japanese Sento, or public bathhouse. These days, I'd much prefer it to be my own private bathhouse, though.
I can't climb out of our bathtub without injuring some old surgery leftovers, so that is out for me, except in my imagination.
I loved to go to the bathhouse in Japan. The one near our house cost about 75 cents.
For that you go in, clean off, then sink yourself neck deep in a bath big enough for 20 people. 30 if you are really friendly.
The bath was carved from stone, smooth-sided, with lovely worn carvings on the wall, and places on the underwater ledge worn away by many bums before me.
I would hide myself in the steam until it felt my very bones were melted, then cool off in a a shower, before climbing back in for a second dose.
By the time I dressed and walked toward home, I felt as light as a feather, as if light could shine through me. The scents and sounds of my part of Tokyo at night became music, all because I was cleansed.