After twenty minutes, the water was almost clear. A single layer of foam rested quietly at the bottom.
Willem had known Jude for seven years. He had learned the map of his silences. He knew that “nothing” meant “everything,” and “tired” meant “the past is not past.” Hanya Yanagihara A Little Life
Instead of saying, You should talk to someone , or You have to let it go , Willem did something different. He went to the kitchen, filled a large glass jar with warm water, added a few drops of dish soap, and screwed the lid on tight. After twenty minutes, the water was almost clear