I count money in the shower.

I think of every opportunity I have. I think of how much money each opportunity is going to give me.

Then I divide it up. I used to divide it up: parents, kids, retirement (assuming I’m going to not care after age 80 but who knows), etc. It was a puzzle. Because if I gave parents $X, what if they run out?

Would I have to make more? Then I would think how I would do that. And then add that up.

Then about an hour later the shower would be over. I remember specifically showers from 2002. None of my predictions became true.

My dad died, for one. Then I got divorced. Then I changed my opinion about how kids should get money.

And then, of course, I lost all my money. So the entire point is moot. But then I made some again. Then lost some. Blah.

Then I had some more ideas about what to do with money. I thought about them in the shower.

I wanted to do micro charities. I would find sad stories in the morning newspaper and then anonymously help people.

Like, if someone’s family became homeless because their house burned down, I would rent them a hotel room.

For some reason, that was always my core example. Maybe I am always afraid of being homeless. Which is why I forced myself to live in Airbnbs for so long. So I wouldn’t have a need for a solid home.

I say I would “anonymously” help people (like I’m such a great human) but maybe that’s not honest. I would make a documentary about it also and years later track down people to ask them how much I helped them.

Selfish.

Ego.

Another thing I would plan on doing. I would make dumb Super Bowl commercials. Like just me walking around doing nothing.

What’s the point?

I don’t do it anymore.

I don’t think so much about the future. Or about legacy. Or about what will happen when I am 80.

A billion years from now, my atoms will be scattered and lonely and only barely entangled with each other.

I think about what will happen today. How can I be honest today. How can I help someone today. What is the one thing I can do today that is outside of my comfort zone?

Today is the day of magic.

What’s the outcome of this?

I take faster showers.

And maybe I’m a little more dirty. But maybe, in some ways, I’m a little more clean.

Shower thoughts.. There should be a board for it. TL;DR. Will check it out later.

i imagine that im Nicki Minaj performing her song fly

Calculating how long to PAY DAY!

That first two paragraph of yours is what I think about. Then followed by what to prepare and when to prepare it. During working days, I mentally work through my lessons in my head.

I only think of getting the sweat and stench from exercise off me. I think of the nooks and crannies of my body and how they hold foul odours. I scrub vigorously while keeping in mind the looks of others' faces likely offended by my natural odour.
I scrub my balls and side of my thighs, paying great attention to detail. I scrub my armpits vigorously, always keeping in mind to shave all form of hair on them every third day. I scrub the crease between my bottom ensuring to go deep as residual fecal matter no matter how small is a ticking time bomb.

With all said and done I'm surprised how much I think while doing a mundane task.

Not gonna lie, sometimes I think about death in the shower, not suicide oh but like as am bathing getting ready for the day, am thinking like what's the odd that I don't make it back, because it usually intrigues me how people never know they won't be coming back , then other times am thinking about money and how much of it I don't have. Its hard being a guy so much responsibilities , all a woman has to do is end up with a settled guy but us mehn ...... :/

I mostly wonder if the hot water will finish before I get all the lather off me.
Asides that, I just bath in record time, and go get ready for work.