Notes on Alaska, on a boat, part two

The chlorine in the pool found a burn on my left thumb after the rush of jumping into the seven foot deep water. I wondered if I collected all of the exhales of all of the passengers and pressed them into all of the bedsheets that we never used to make enormous sails, would we get anywhere? How many passengers had the good exhales. I swam back and forth to get my heart rate up to warm my body and forget about the burn on my thumb.
On the third or fourth night I realized my friends and I (for...