Truck stop showers sure interest me.

My first truck stop shower was luxurious.

I couldn’t believe it was happening.

I got a key to my very own private bathroom and shower!

I danced around and celebrated like a fool.

(Behind the closed door, of course.)

For my second shower I brought in my Jambox and listened to my usual morning gospel tunes.

I briefly wondered if I was going to get comments when I eventually walked out the door.

Nope!

I’m embarrassed to say how long it took me to figure out that the hot and cold water was reversed.

So I won’t.

-D