Freedom.
water. Around water only. Nothing barriers. Nothing looks discriminatory. You and any other person, fight on equal terms. And push hard with your arms, advances. Alone. Without the mediation of the wheelchair. They are a fantastic feeling. Then under the water, almost like a siren. Plays the great silence. Apart from the rest of the world. Swim at your side. We smile. Moments of eternal freedom. The look on the edge there, the sun ... almost forget that the chair belongs to you. Freedom. Freedom. Freedom. Feeling lost. Relived yesterday, finally. The water, she is your friend.
Myriam
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