Reading this I felt as if you had scanned my brain and transcribed the contents.

I feel in my being, my heart, that you know what IS.

About that last swallow. I was a little boy at a dock in Lake Hopatcong New Jersey. All the kids were diving in the water and having the time of their lives. I would run to the edge and stop out of fear. I did this several times and then one time I found myself in the water. My mother, who had been watching me, had come up from behind and pushed me in.

After that I dived the entire afternoon.