Laura ditched her clothes, leaving nothing but her matching wine underwear, as she dived into the clear warm water.
As the water threaded through her hair, consuming her being, her brain seemed to relax, and cool off. The ecstasy of the silence, the serenity, the mere beauty of being in such solitude and comfort of the water.
To Laura, the water was a mother enveloping her, calming her, and assuring her that she need not worry.
Her nerves were refreshed, as her arms swiped out gracefully, parting the water, and her legs flapping effortlessly like a daughter of the water herself.
She came up, her face to the sky, and her hair slicked down her back. Her smile was radiant, her mind was calm.
The feeling of being In water could never be replaced by anything. It was a clean, content, sa
