I remember

When the ocean clothed me with foam and I plunged, and swam, often a distance..the pools of Thailand became my Hydrotherapy, mornings and several times afterwards..

Water covering the aged body, lifting itself from pool to pool, the laps becoming less and less, the sky above, the sun, the comfort of being alone..

The towel, the sunscreen ointment, the negligent behaviour of sun baking..and now the scars of Sol, the god we worship but no longer as we age….shade is our refuge.P1000369


About dyoll09

Baby Boomer ex pat in azia for 10 years. Male. Now in Melbourne for chemotherapy.

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