ruthless compassion (aroraborealis) wrote,
ruthless compassion

night swimming

Tonight, M stayed in the room while I went off for my evening swim. It's been a long, long time since I had a nighttime swim by myself, and as much as I love company for it (and I do), there's also something magical about being in the water in the dark alone.

There were a lot of small, fluffy clouds in the sky, glowing with the light of the city, and the water reflected the light, too, smoothly, looking slick and dark in its rolling waves. It feels cheesy to try to recreate with words the feeling of being in the water in the dark, laying back and listening first to my breath and then to the crashing waves and then to the secret chittering whispers of the underwater world, sand rolling on sand.

Still, though, it's a feeling I like, and it's good to remember it.
Tags: travel

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