The other side of the bay was barely visible in the rain and fog of Tuesday morning. I began the day with a solitary swim in the pool. A somewhat frisky older man who reminded me of Uncle Leo in Seinfeld chatted at me through the gate, reflecting loudly that he might join me in the pool, as long as there was no thunder and lightning. "You just try", I thought to myself.
Seems the scenarios don't change much as one ages, even if the quality of prospective suitors has taken a deep dive. Fortunately, nothing came of this one's intentions and I swam happily for nearly an hour.
