Gasping for air, I floated on the surface of my life and breathed. I can't tell you how long I'd been under there, and I refuse to look, because I can see them, still swimming dangerously close to where I am.
The swim is not over. Hell, the adventure hasn't really begun.
But, so far, I have survived. That is no small feat.
I awoke feeling the sun on my face for the first time in what felt like ages. The water is cold, but I appreciate the light. It makes me lazy this morning and I hurry through the day to make up for my lost time.
Around noon, I take a deep breath. It's time to return to below the waves, in the home of these dangerous fish. If I can make it to the boat before the fish eat me, my adventure will be well and truly off.
I submerge myself and know no more.
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