Your Weekly, Sunday Interlude: “Nightswimming”

Well gee, it’s that time of year. Whether you ever hopped pools as a kid or not (I was too well-behaved), the innocence drawn by R.E.M.’s lyrics and lazy melody will take you back to that time in your life. And August brings a melancholy with a new school year looming and freedom coming to an end again.

I have to smile recalling those first years when someone had a license and we’d drive around, thinking we were being bad when we were just being kids with cars. And insecurities, and fears, and innocence, and promise came together in a simple beauty.