Flashes of Panic

There was no lifeguard at the pool this morning, nor did one show up in the half-hour I waited before giving up and heading home. I’ll get my workout in the evening session, hopefully; still, I wouldn’t have minded staying in bed. Probably they set their alarm for 6:30 PM, or something like that, which is my favorite stunt for missing the alarm.

A small group of regulars sat on the deck and grumbled good-naturedly while we waited. After being mistaken for a coach last month, this morning I was mistaken for a student, which was (briefly) gratifying.

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