“Jamie turns to me and says, “Let’s go swimming,” like he’s eleven, which I love.
We change into our bathing suits, both of us pale as larvae, then we walk down to the water. As soon as i go under, I begin to feel like it’s all going to be fine, wonderful, perfect. The water is turquoise and soft, and Jamie and I are somehow Jamie and me again.”
— Sep 14, 2019 10:29PM
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