Open Sky

I had forgotten.

I had forgotten about the warm breeze that greeted me when I walked out the door at 5.30am.  And about the sound of the gate chain being unlocked in the darkness while sleepy morning swimmers waited.  And the lights being turned on and the pool cover being dragged over the surface of the water.  I had forgotten about the comforting feeling of diving into the pool in the darkness and about the breeze touching my arms as they surfaced with each stroke.  I had forgotten what it was like to swim under a dark, open sky and to watch it turn slowly from black to a deep velvety blue.  I had forgotten about all of this.

And now I remember.