If your summers have followed a familiar pattern, first swim, in the lake you have known forever, will wash over you with all the memories of all the summers you can remember.
You are the little girl who swam endlessly until skin shrivelled, the pregnant woman cooling off feeling at your most beautiful, the mom of little ducks swimming close always, the woman who dunks under to hide her tears, the about to separate, the grieving, the newly divorced, the distracted, the thrilled, the alive, the hardworking, the relaxed, the afraid, the excited, the everything.
It is intoxicating and overwhelming.
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