When I was a kid,
I never really learned how to swim.
Over the years,
I got to the point where I could be in a pool
and not die.
But it's always been just that.
A fight for survival.
Really,
treading water feels like a constant state of
fight or flight.
And the whole going-underwater-thing
seems a bit overrated.
Humans were made to breathe.
But tonight!
I swam.
I flitted and floated.
I jumped off the diving board!
I learned to dive!
And I only belly flopped once.
I loved it.
Life is looking
a lot brighter
from here on out.
Level 37 achieved.
Good for you! momma
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