For a few weeks in January of this year, I went out to a nearby apartment complex's pool with fifty-two feet of translucent synthetic paper (called yupo) clipped to lengths of masonite board and set them at the bottom of the pool, in the same order every time. Then I swam the length of the pool over and over, swimming close to the bottom, holding my breath, and dragging a china marker across the paper, making lines, which were also records of my movement. I did this until the cold was too much to take, until I was starting too feel numb, and until I couldn't hold my breath for long enough anymore.
Friday, July 17, 2009
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