As I got changed after a swim in the community pool, an old lady joins me. We hide our bodies from each other. It is a cramped change room and we have to dance back and forth in various states of undress.
She starts conversation:
How was your swim? It’s relaxing isn’t it?
I agree. Yeah, swimming’s good for a bit of exercise and for clearing the mind.
My description resonates with her.
We can all use some help with clearing the mind.
I nod enthusiastically.
We part ways.
I wonder what was cluttering her mind. And in our brief human connection, I like to think she also wondered about mine.