Kid Games (Random Impulse)

While enjoying a steamy hot shower earlier this week, something caught my attention that forced me into a sudden flashback.  Usually, while I fling little specs of water all over the shower walls and curtain during bathing, all that's on my mind is getting out of the shower as fast as possible before the water gets too cold to bear.  But as a child, I would stop and observe many tiny driplets of water running down the shower curtain, rushing to the bottom of the tub, as if each drop is racing the others to the finish line.  Some of them run into each other, becoming a larger drop, a powerforce that's much faster than all the smaller ones.  Some of the smaller drops get intimidated by the larger drops and rather quit the race than lose, so they just come to a standstill.  My child-self spots two drops that are side-by-side, and bets on the one I think will fall the fastest, like the drop is a racehorse or a basketball team and i'm going to make a profit off my luck.  If the water drip I put my faith in wins, I feel like i have psychic powers and can foresee any droplet's victory.  I want to reveal my powers to the world, and maybe then I can really make money off of betting on droplets.  I can be the inventor of this new game, and everyone can have as much fun as I do watching water drip races.  As I bask in all my glory, my sister would knock on the bathroom door, wondering if I am still alive, since i've been in the shower for forty-five minutes.  My adult-self smiles, remembering times when I had all the time in the world to make up whatever games I wanted.  But now, the water is losing its warmth, so it's time for me to get out.