Tyrese and Me

When Tyrese and I go for swims we glide out to the buoys in the deep, murky, green water. It's like flying like a bird. Once you swim there and back it feels like conquering a hard stage in an x-box game. I motor quickly through the wintery water at first but I start to slow down gradually just like a robot losing power. I do survival backstroke to regenerate my energy so I can power charge back into the beach like a rhinoceros. When we finally reach the shore it feels like winning the lotto. We are always exhausted when we reach the long, crooked wharf again.