I love swimming in the moonlight. The water is a black ink enveloping my body, and I feel so alone — but in a good way. The water is warm, and I feel safe.
This is one of the few things I miss about the high school/college days. In the summer I’d get home at 4 in the morning, eat Krystals on the dock, then go for a swim with a few friends. Afterwards, I would be shivering in the cool night air, running to get into the house and into a soft cotton t-shirt, snuggling down into the bed.
