I went to bed really early, hoping to get up early and have time before work to jog and write. Last night I jogged for the first time since early spring. This afternoon I could feel it in my legs. It felt good. I got up for a piss, from my early bed time, and I couldn’t wash my hands. The faucet in my bathroom didn’t have running water. Then I turned on the faucet in the kitchen sink, and it didn’t have running water either. Then I laid back down and thought how sweaty I was from sleeping without the air conditioning on, and how I’d be even sweatier after a jog. I’d look like a greasy bum at work tomorrow, and I’d have to inform my co-teacher / Korean babysitter that my water had been turned off. Had I ever received a water bill? I didn’t think so, but then again, if the bill was in Korean, how would I know? The landlord doesn’t speak English. I thought I could go for a jog and stuff a few bills down my shirt and afterwards by a gallon of water at a convenience store so I could at least wash the more fragrant body parts. I couldn’t get back to sleep until several hours later. The water had been turned back on before midnight.
Fragrant body parts.