Fate and mysteries

I think the water heater is going on the blink.

The past or 4 or 5 mornings have been hell. You know how you feel in the morning.
Waking up, uneager to start the day, the only solace that you have is
knowing that a steaming hot shower is beckoning.
For four minutes life is perfect, my hair is rich with shampoo suds, and then suddenly your back detects a slight temperature change.

Uh oh.
Here it comes.

In an instant, you are bombarded with water as cool as a creek forcing you to retreat into a neutral corner and shiver. Its a humbling experience. You have no choice but to join the polar bear club to get rid of the suds.