So I walked through the sand at aquatic park and touched the water. It felt almost lukewarm, and I couldn't believe it. I said, Fuck it, and I stripped down to my underwear and started walking out into the water, like that guy in Coming Home, you know, at the end? Caroline was smiling really big and she said, 'You're really going out there? When I got about knee-deep into the water, it wasn't as warm as I thought. I kept inching my way out there, a little at a time, until a wave came and hit me in the balls. Once your balls are freezing, that's all that matters; the rest of your body can handle that same amount of cold. So I dove in and went out to where my feet couldn't touch the bottom. I swam around a little, came back, sat in the sun, looking out at the boats with Caroline, and I warmed up a little. I shook as much sand as I could out of my clothes and got dressed. It felt so refreshing to go out into that water. I came back to my apartment. It was nice taking my clothes off and seeing some sand fall onto the floor: a nice souvenir from a beautiful day.