when i was younger i was scared of the pool cleaning machine-- it was too much like a robot. too loud, too intimidating, and it would make anyone cringe with the horrible soul-sucking sound it made if it climbed the walls of the pool and was no longer completely submerged in the water. this monster and my young self were constantly at odds. it was a battle i couldn't win. the machine had to stay, whereas i always eventually had to get out of the pool. it was a pretty big failure of a turf war. now i would love to return to the endless days of splashing and playing in the somewhat cold pool waters. even if a lot of that time was spent clinging to the walls and wedging myself in the corners to avoid The Monster. he's still there, inching along the pool floor. but when was the last time i went swimming?
I hope you enjoyed this piece! It was definitely a sillier one, as I was having some writer’s block when I sat down to write it. To be honest, it took me quite a while to get over this little fear of the pool cleaning machine. 🙂 Please let me know if you have any feedback on this piece or any writing challenges you’d like to see me try out in the near future. Stay safe and healthy.
Brooke