When I was a kid my friends and I used ask each other what would be the worst way to die. Some would come up with long, dramatic and practically impossible deaths but my answer was always the same, drowning. I have never really analyzed it until this morning. Actually it is a specific drowning death that I fear. It is a dream I have on occasion, I am in the middle of the ocean, it’s night time and I’m all alone. Eventually I become exhausted from treading water and start to sink. This is when the fear really kicks in. I try to hold my breath for as long as possible knowing that when I let it out my next breath will be salty water filling my lungs. What really disturbs me is there is nothing around, just me and the ocean. If I saw fish swimming by while I was sinking maybe it wouldn’t be so bad. Getting to see one last glimpse of beauty before death. Knowing that your remains will allow others to live and you had a great time while it lasted.
-Alex
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