Exotic Summer

Swimming is baptism for some people; when they get out, they feel renewed, having left an old part of themselves behind.
Psychologists talk about going back to the womb.
I look directly at the sun and the white light blinds me.
I can only hear the splashing sound of water.
The salt in my mouth has deadened my taste buds.
I feel on my body a wet sense of isolation from the world, as if I were in a bottle where I am the message myself.
I am feeling nothing.
General insensitivity.
And this is happiness· and happiness you consume it in small portions sharing it with others. (Costas Masseras, from the publisher)