I dipped under the warm water, letting it swaddle me. I closed my eyes relishing in the way the cinnamon scented water flowed around me, forced to bubble, and circle from the jets. The tub seemed to breathe. The jets staring at me like starry eyes, breathed acid air- causing bubbles to rise to the surface. They begged to break free from the unknown, uncomfortable habitat beneath the surface of the water. Once they did, they fled into the abyss of air, lost forever among their kin.