One ordinary early Monday morning in a swimming pool. Feeling rather gloomy. Waiting for my kids swimming (playing exactly) at the swimming pool. And suddenly my memories goes to that place. Yeah, haven’t found a cozy and “safe” place for moslems women to swim here, like i used to swim @Surabaya, while we lived there. Well, enough to reminds that. Take lots of deep breaths instead. breath in breath out.