is the constant smell of chlorine. It’s my favorite smell now. Or I miss the water gliding over me as I push my way through the water. I miss the sound of my arm hitting the water. I miss the force that I recieve after pushing off the wall. I miss swimming. I got to swim for a lil bit today and what a joy it was. To be back in sync with a new part of me. To be able to escape, even if it was only for a short while. To still smell the chlorine after hours of being out of water is something that many find repulsive, but I find as a delight.