this morning i left my glasses in my shoe and so no stress about losing them or mister removing them and i could swim down beneath him and see pretty fine. i was shy of looking under water thinking my eyes might be hurt but my skin absorbs everything anyway ok. my glasses turn white with corrosion or oxidation so better anyway they should rest on shore. they do not help see in water anyway. i think about pollution but i also have a notion of magic in the water and healing and i imagine the water healing itself and me and at once. there is nowhere i can so readily be that i can imagine or prefer to be as right here in the inland sea on the edge of the city.