Now, sadly though, I do. I had reasons at home not to waste water: parents watching you, using purchased water, and some sense of my own. Now, living afar on my own, these reasons are overturned: no one watching me, plenty of water, and my laziness over my sensitivity. (Finally on laziness) So I started noticing my habits changing and my mentally move towards the absurd idea that I came across that day and it started to bother me less, and lesser every time I let the tap water run while I washed my face, or I took shower and let the shower rain for more than necessary.
But laziness is my point here, not water waste. You see, what little effort would it take you to move you hand and torque that tap while you wash your face or brush your teeth? Next to no effort, probably! Or how difficult it is to walk to the washroom that is like 5 steps away from where you're sleeping (we have attached washrooms here) and go pee rather than holding your it in forcibly for hours on end? Or to sit up and reach out a hand to grab that bottle of water and to quench your thirst that has been troubling you for past hour? Or wash that dirty pile of your socks rather than wearing your shoes without any? Or throwing your garbage in the dustbin rather than making your own little one near your bed, and after its filled, make another one, and another one, and so on? There are many such endless, absurd, laughable cases that we do everyday and are so addicted to it. We do it so repeatedly that we inhabit it overtime, well we even modify our overly lazy actions so that it takes even lesser efforts than it takes now to do a work that's effortless in the first place.
Gradually, and quite unconsciously, it becomes our mentality, our processing system that we then obey so irresistibly. It's by that time so fixed in your perspectives, thoughts, actions, processes that it's quite indefinitely 'you'; the new lazy you. But it's comforting. It serves you. It feeds you with little dozes of pleasures through the most minimum of efforts and the least of body movements that you so welcome-ly receive. After all, it's you and your caring friend, laziness, and a life that's your comfort-zone now. So it continues and deeper bonded and closer you get. But there's never been a solid reason for laziness; and if you find one, let me know too, for I ain't letting it go this soon.