Like most inventions the shower I think is over rated. I don't have alot of time to chill out, writting this is one way, another is to sit in the bath until the water goes cold.
          After doing 100 ab crunches and 200 pust ups, the bath is there calling me like an old friend willing to take all my pain and anxiety away. I fill it with the hottest water I am able to take, then I slowly sit down feeling all my skin burn and ache with its painfull but loving hold. When I feel comfortable with sitting, I then slip down slowly till my head is covered, and hold my breath as long as I can. I go into a state of lucid dreaming, the days flick past my eyes, becoming no more than a the tv highlights, an advert for a tv show I missed. The bath takes all my cares and washes them away. 
           I come up out of my trance back into the world, reborn, ready, relaxed. My blood boiling hot, my muscles relaxed, a new machine oiled and serviced. I will face the world, I will take on the tasks before me, I will win.
           The bath is my fountain of youth, my ambrosier.
           
             The shower has not got this regeneration quality for me. I am in love with my bath, not in a sexual way. I never mastubate in the bath that would be to tarnish the sacrid power I have within its steel walls. Cleopatra used goats milk, I beleive some have used the blood of virgins, christianity uses water. I may try the goats milk or blood of virgins but never holy water. Holy water just doesn't have that poetic-ness.
                So, had my bath now. This Warrior is ready for battle, bring the world to me it is mine anyway.
Teach me that its not and I will hang up my sword, lie down and die.

                 Thank you bath for the power you have given me.