When I don't want to shower, it's usually because I'm in the depressive end of bipolar. No energy to take off my clothes, get into the shower, soap up, rinse off, shampoo, rinse, condition, rinse, shave legs. Then squeegee off the shower walls so mold doesn't form. Then wait for hair to dry to a certain amount, put curlers in, etc. etc. It's endless!
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Dixie
I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams. 
W.B. Yeats (1865–1939)
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