A pipe burst in my wall last night.
I laid in bed and listened as my walls filled up with water.
It was phenominal. Like I had my very own aquarium surrounding me, and the sound of freely flowing water eventually lulled me to sleep.
I could hear it tumbling gently up from the wall onto my ceiling and listened as it dripped down the side wall, slowly picking up speed until it was a soft gentle water fall on either side of my bed. I was entirely encased by walls of water at one point.
Still, not a single drip.
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