Saturday, January 24, 2009
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Monday, January 19, 2009
I love swimming. I'm not good at it, but I work it. I float and fight against the enemy who is also my friend. And she baptizes, cleanses and purifies until there is only me and her. And she consumes, loves me and touches me all over and I cannot escape. All that is left is the silence of the blue and my thoughts - the mermaids that shoot ahead, leaving only a stream of bubbles that evade my grasp.
Be free, and I will follow.