I know I haven’t at all kept up with this blog. I was trying not to be depressing, and had
little to say about anything that made me feel like writing at all.
I’ve been very introspective of late. I am hating and loving it.
When I was a child, I took swimming lessons. Most children do, in the desert. More people own pools or know people who own
pools than just about anywhere. It’s a
matter of safety to know how to swim from a young age, really.
But even though I can kick and breast stroke and emergency
float like a competent person, one place always held fear for me.
The Deep End.
