When relaxation is difficult and my mind is racing candles in the bath are like an enforced relaxation, they're the big guns of chill. There's something about little pools of hot wax threatening to tip onto bare skin that renders me fairly motionless. It's hypnotic...or that could be the wine...but it's not too long before I'm amusing myself with gentle slow candle races and suddenly nothing else matters...except of course that the candle on the left wins the race because completely irrationally I like it the best.
And I managed to work on goal 33 at the same time, multi tasking at it's finest. Go me!
Oh , kids don't try this at home, trust me.
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