Motion in the ocean....

Today I went to the beach with Donny and holy hell I almost died in the salty expanse of the indian ocean. We had gone first to mullalloo beach but that whole place is afflicted by the brown scourge (sea weed) and there's nothing quite as gross as swimming in that kind of scene. Who needs raspy buglike dregs floating around attempting to coocoon and take you to their underwater masters? We headed off to scarborough beach so we could enjoy a swim, but it was to prove a bad move...in the groove.

At first scarboroug beach was pretty nice...there were biggish waves and as we waded out I was laughing at the size and force of the waves. Poseidon didn't like this though, and so decided to drown me in his kingdom. As I say, things were fairly innocent at first, wading out and laughing at nature, but soon I was much too far out and the waves were coming without much rest between them. I noticed that the waves were getting bigger and it was harder to get above them as they broke near me, but the shorewise force of the waves was much less than the pull outward to the big blue tomb. I was swimming in towards the sand but not moving anywhere and I was getting really really tired. Wave after wave came in over me and I felt my strength about to give.

It dawned on me that I was going to die here. But that's not right! Keating was my favourite prime minister, not Holt! YOU BASTARDS YOU'VE MADE A HORRIBLE MISTAKE!!! YOU'RE THINKING OF SOMEONE ELSE!!

I couldn't touch the ground. I looked over at Donny, a fair way closer to the beach than I was and I wanted to call out to him for help. In that moment I was completely shot with terror, and that image of looking over at Donny is one I'll remember for a long long time. So I swam and swam and swam and swam as much as I could making little gains until I finally caught a wave and put my foot on sand. I was weak but convinced I'd live to die on land at a later date.

Writing this has made me feel scared all over again, I'm mildly shaken up. Its funny actually because I spend all my time worried about dying from a pathogen or slow disease, there's a whole area out there of trauma and accident I hadn't considered. Looks like I'll be a lot more worried from here on out.

Fuck you, the ocean, learn to deal with people.