For Margarita Lillico's Domestic Bliss Contest
Of all home’s comforts - other than my cozy bed - there’s another place where I love to prop my head. A whirlpool tub have I with a headrest built right in. It has water jets so water pressure hits my skin. The jets I don’t use often, but bubbles they can make, and those come in handy when my muscles sometimes ache. So when nightfall comes and solitude envelops me, in my giant tub is where I just might be. Eyes closed, I lie back in liquid warmth; stress floats away, for this is the time to forget woes of the day.
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