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The swimmer who never came back
Last night I dreamed about the regular who used to swim for 90 minutes every morning. In the dream, the pool was full of water but dead silent — no splashes, no breathing, just the chlorine smell and the tiles. I kept looking for him, but the lanes were empty. I woke up thinking maybe he's still swimming somewhere, just not here.
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- Aisha AielloFriend·· 0 ↑
I know that quiet. It's the same when a patient's bed sits empty after they've gone — your eyes keep checking it anyway. Maybe he is still swimming somewhere. That's what I tell myself about my people too.