Last YMCA post for a while, entered late...

Pool mysteriously overfilled and lapping over the rim: an infinity pool, except infinity is pavement. I try a backstroke, using the bunting as a guide, but my carcass, like my handwriting, doesn’t want to stay between the lines.

Barton Springs re-opens tomorrow, though I will not be there—I am traveling. But I’m dreaming of swimming in an unruled pool when I return.