It’s been weeks since that morning, and while the shock has faded, the memory still lingers. I no longer enter the bathroom half asleep — I approach it like an explorer checking for danger.
But I’ve also gained a strange sense of appreciation. That moment reminded me how connected we really are to the natural world, even in the middle of a modern home.
And now, every time I lift the toilet lid, I take a deep breath, ready for anything — though I’m hoping the only thing staring back at me is my reflection.