Here Comes the Sun

Over the winter, I took to jumping in the pool when I got frustrated. It started sometime in December when I was working on my Moot Court brief. It’s been a rough semester, so I continued it. I must’ve jumped in the pool 50 times over the last couple months–just a quick jump, and glide to the other end letting the frigid shock run down my spine. I’d climb out the steps, shiver as I toweled off, and feel much better.

Now the shock–well it isn’t a shock. It’s more of a . . . startle. February is hardly over, and there’s diminishing returns everywhere. It’s going to be a long summer.

 
 
 

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