I have a fascination with unclogging drains. It excites me.
Sometimes I use Liquid Plumber or Draino, but what I really like to do is take the lid off the drain and pull up all the gunk. I want to see it.
With a wire hanger, I make a long hook-like contraption and stick it down the pipe. I poke at something spongy. A little twirl, pull up, and out comes a wad of hair (do I shed that much?) plus all this other gunk. It’s disgusting.
It reminds me of all the mental shit we hold on to. How our lives are like a pipe for us to slide right down, but often we let stories build, which cause us to hold back.
I look at the gunk that is hanging off the end of the hanger. It’s foul. I cringe, and then smile. I’m reminded how unnecessary it is to hold on to the past and all the mental clutter. As in, “Ew, why would I want that?!”
I turn on the faucet. The water goes down slow at first, and then begins to swirl. Whoosh!
What a feeling.