November 26, 2007 § 6 Comments
I opened the door and life gushed in.
It took just a second and I was in over my head.
So this is what the Hoover Dam feels.
Pressure. Constant pressure.
I try to remember the day I had the muscle tone to withstand the currents.
They say you never forget how to swim, or is it riding a bicycle that leaves its indelible mark?
Friends have called and emailed wondering if no news is good news, or if something is terribly wrong.
“gurgle” I reply.
I am getting use to the torrential flow and learning to live under water.