I find the process of getting ready in front of someone else to be quite exciting. They seem to be seeing a side of me that is typically hidden, and it feels like such a personal experience. I've started leaving the restroom door open when my roommate is there because of this impulse. We now engage in an unspoken, tense routine as though we are both anticipating the day when everything will change.

We play this tranquil game, and I can't help but like it. Being transparent and recognizing that my routine tasks have new significance simply because someone is seeing me gives me a rush. To be honest, I'm a little dependent on this new feeling.