This is the pool where the meet was held in which Laurel swam:
This is the bulkhead upon which I stood judging the turns of competitive swimmers who swam in the pool where the meet was held in which Laurel swam:
This the coffee that lacked flavor and oomph that I drank before I went to the pool and stood on the bulkhead judging the turns of competitive swimmers who swam in the pool where the meet was held in which Laurel swam:
This is the bed where I didn’t get much sleep so I needed the coffee that lacked flavor and oomph that I drank before I went to the pool and stood on the bulkhead judging the turns of competitive swimmers who swam in the pool where the meet was held in which Laurel swam:
I’m home, tired, and going to bed early.
Good night.
I love how you did this. 🙂
Thanks. I was SOOOOO tired!
I could tell!
Ha! Beautiful. I have found that exhaustion can fuel my creativity in helpful ways, too. Hope you rested well – sounds like you earned it!
I slept like a rock — which is quite a rarity.
Creatively written! Sounds like you were knackered.
I can smell the chlorine! Brings back good memories!