I love to swim. I love it with all my being and I feel so at home in the water. So relaxed.
I used to go to my grandma’s house on the other side of town back when I lived in the bay area. I used to swim for hours and hours. I remember my mom yelling at me to get out, but I don’t think I ever listened. My mom always used to call me a “little fish”. She said she thinks I love the water so much because I’m a Pisces. I kinda like that idea.
I used to pretend that I was flying while I was swimming which is kind of silly since they’re often compared as opposites. Birds and fish. But then again there’s a lot of similarities between the two. Both have wings and move gracefully. I envy both too. The freedom they both have in their given environment. They seem to have a symbiotic relationship with it. Moving throughout it effortlessly.
Anyway, my point is I love to swim. I think I’ll do it more often. Give myself a chance to let go.