Diary

imagining ocean swimming

2023, may 12, cammeraygal (sydney)

when a. talks about ocean swimming, i feel every bit of it on my skin – the cold pinpricks, the muscles burning, the intense salt, and that incredible awe-striking moment of having conquered something intense. i can feel that after-swim moment when my skin, spurred by the sheer coldness, starts to warm up. it’s as if the cold itself ignites the warmth, making each tiny goosebump glow.