crow11

I hadn't swam in over a year... Almost two years actually. For some odd reason after going to the beach today I went to the pool I swam at from age 8 to 15. Seven years I came to this place daily to swim miles... Back and forth, back and forth. Back then I loved it. It was the only off switch my brain had and dealing with puberty/ adolecence was a lot for me back then. So many issues the water helped me deal with and so many I still deal with today. So into the water I went. Such a familiar and odd feeling all at the same time. The familiar sensation of weightlessness. The taste of the chemicals on my lips. I was only in for 30 minutes but the feeling returned so much. My thoughts cleared. My mind just wandered like old times. Nothing could ever come close to the Florida sun reflecting off my goggles and skin as I floated to the surface and back down to the bottom of the pool. My technique was very rusty. What do you expect for being away for so long. But my body knew what to do. How to move, stay afloat. Glide through the liquid. So long I had been gone. So long my mind missed this escape, this freedom. Nothing mattered. My heartache disappeared, my rabbid thoughts quelled into nothing. For the first time in a long time I felt alive in a medium I knew. I know how to carry myself in the water. I know what muscles to move to go in any direction. Now I know how the dolphins feel.... For one brief half hour my mind was free