i’m never as at home anywhere in the world as i am in the water.
my favorite thing to do is swim,
gliding through the water
listening for and hearing only the bubbles escaping my nose and mouth, and the occasional slush of the water as i flip turn.
the smooth, cool feeling of my hands slipping in and out of the glassy surface.
i love water.
in the water, everything makes sense.
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