27. writers residency day 2
i like being at home for long periods of time. let's be real about that. i could spend a whole day at home if i could. though at some point i would also like to leave the house. like today, i went to swim. i went to church first, 30 minutes into the mass. i kinda didn't know what i was doing there. why was i there? i watched people line up to receive the eucharist and for the first time in a long time i just saw in my pew and watched them fill the aisles again. filling aisles. aisles.
yeah i don't know why i was there. i know one thing for sure though. it felt damn good, it felt damn right to jump in the water and swim the 1000 yards in the chilly weather at mission bay. it just felt so right.
here's a swim thought: lanes don't really exist. they never did. it's just another way humans measure and categorize and divide. for simplicity's sake, perhaps. for efficiency's sake, sure. to divide. and that's okay, the pool is a system just as much as it is a fun container to float and feel new weight in. but it's a system of fluids and bodies moving that isn't inherently divided up into "slow", "medium," and "fast." it's not inherently divided into 6 evenly split lanes that cast shadows on the floor of the pool under sunday sun. before any of the lane lines, it's all just the same water.
lanes are helpful. we need lanes. but we mustn't forget that lanes are just made-up tools, technology that we can have control over. sometimes we need to get out of our lanes and remember that it's all just the same pool in the first place.
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