Where is the lifebuoy, Where is the boat, Where is the object That keeps me afloat?
I should write this down before I forget. My cat once nearly drowned. No, that was me. I once nearly drowned. In Trinidad. At Maracas Beach. “I was swimming in the Caribbean!” There were some kind of retreating current that could pull you into the deep seas if you didn’t notice you were there, of… Continue reading Drowning and being saved