Ballerina

The sun was in the pool this morning at nine a.m. I love watching the air bubbles flowing off the tips of my fingers as I do the crawl. It's hypnotizing. When I am treading water with flippers, swimming vertically almost, I pretend I am a dancing ballerina suspended on my toes, making graceful arm motions. I love to look at photos of ballerinas dancing. They have the ultimate leg and arm muscles.

After swimming I stopped at Job Lot. I bought olive oil, sketch pads, graph paper, vanilla extract, Maria tea cookies, shampoo, and two Reese's peanut-butter cups. It was a good morning.