When I click L3 and slightly bend my knees before I gently push off the ground to quietly launch myself into weightlessness I am reminded of all the memories I retained from underneath chlorine California pools. Blue, green, turquoise memories of wavy light patterns and people's funny faces and feet. I want to float next time
not in a space suit in the blackness of alien death-space,
but in a neighborhood pool where my friend enters my underwater point of view with a daring cannonball. Hello, I wave -
through the bubbbles bubblebubble
bubbles.
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