My name is Paul, and I can’t swim.
It’s not that I haven’t been interested in learning to swim (although it hasn’t been at the top of my to-do list), it’s just that I never got around to it. I can’t swim and, as a bonus, I have a fear of drowning. Of course, said fear was created when I was in a friend’s swimming pool when I was a kid, and was knocked from behind, causing me to do a 360 in the water.
I might swim someday, but I just hope to never be in a situation where I need to swim – like, say, on a boat in the ocean. I figure I’ll play it safe and remain a landlubber.
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