Most nights, after the household has quieted down and Checkered is drifting in and out of consciousness on the couch, my middle-aged body enters this middle-aged body:
There is something magical and soothing about painfully hot water, and I find that anxieties and restlessness are more easily chased away afterward.
As lovely as that is, what makes me really happy is that under the cloak of a long, dark winter, a swimsuit is entirely optional.
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