I sit on the pool's edge,
a weary traveler,
and dangle my feet into
the cool turquoise.
When I fold myself into the water,
I hold my breath and count to ten.
One.
Two.
Three.
Can I still float on my back?
Play.
Splash.
Swim.
Let the sunlight blind me.
Tomorrow's itinerary is hours and hours away.
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