I had to go home and wash after a hard day at the animal hospital, so I opted out of going out to dinner with Naria. The reason I chose to unload my feelings while standing under a stream of hot water in the bathtub wasn't because I was feeling filthy after the day's job.
My work was something I really enjoyed. That's why I studied animal science in college: to become a veterinarian. However, I had to see the funeral of a German shorthair pointer this morning, and those were the days that were the most difficult. Even though I felt like I was falling apart, I tried to hold it together for them.
It all came out in a purging yell as the hot water poured down on me.
The shower helped, but even as I dried myself, I couldn't quite scratch that desire for freedom from confinement.
Says Jessi
