James used to give me swimming lessons when he was 18 and I was 9, and he was my absolute favorite. He was a huge reason why I loved swimming and why I got the times I got. It was kind of a shock when I saw him today, because he left to become a bad-ass head sniper after he graduated from high…
So strange how time works. It seems like just yesterday when we were 9 and taking lessons from James… and now I’m old and giving lessons to little kids. Hopefully I’ll remember then all 10 years from now though..
