The worst dream I ever had occurred to me in my teens. It lingers with me to this day. A couple of years ago I was back home in Florida. Enjoying the sun, the sand and feeling a bit agitated because the ocean breeze negated the warming feeling of the sun.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Barely summer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My brothers in law were throwing the football around in the water, from K to myself then to M. In some instances the order would change. Maybe we can call this an exercise in bonding between grown men. The last time the ball was thrown, I passed it to K only to overthrow him by 10 feet or so. He opted not to swim to it. I did. Never in my Thirty two years did I feel so confident swimming and this was the Ocean. I swam past K and with a burst of confidence breathed calmly while I made my way to the ball. I made it! I there the ball to M who was now closer. I hadn’t noticed it, but the ball and I both drifted significantly farther out than I’d anticipated. My feet could not touch the floor and when I tried to swim back to the beach it seemed as though I was swimming backward. I’m getting anxious, I’m finding it harder to breathe and quite frankly doggy paddling is not helping me with my current situation. The words ” I can’t swim” made it out of my mouth a couple of times inaudibly. When I realized that I was on the verge of full on panicking I yelled out to M that I could no longer swim. The time it took for a better swimmer and a lifeguard to get to me felt like an eternity.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dying of drowning in your dreams and drowning are real life are both experiences I don’t wish on anyone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Learn to swim<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The worst dream I ever had occurred to me in my teens. It lingers with me to this day. A couple of years ago I was back home in Florida. Enjoying the sun, the sand and feeling a bit agitated because the ocean breeze negated the warming feeling of the sun. Barely summer. My brothers … <\/p>\n