Cool and Clean

i think it takes a very patiently attentive person to clean a toilet. seriously, have you ever been so close to the porcelain god you can see all the nooks, crannies, and curves? down there it’s cool…calm…relaxing in a way.

part of my job is to clean. hence i have a love-hate relationship with a toilet brush. at first i always hate it but as the stained white (sometimes black) emerges into an uncontaminated bowl i embark on a daydream about sanitation. it only lasts a few moments, but in those fleeting chunks time i see a job well done.

at this point part of me thinks i should liken the above to god washing away my dinginess or how all of us should do humbling things to build our character. yet they seem too contrived. toilet cleaning should be an island on its own, an untouchable. so next time you clean your toilet relish in it.