Not waving but drowning

A new wetsuit, an ocean rip, panic and I thought it was all over

I have been caught in a rip before, but not like this.

This time a week ago now, I decided it was over, I was over. I resigned myself to sinking into the “deep and dissolving verticals of light”. In the midst of my panic, I had an impression of family, of my elderly mother, my brother and Lola; the terror – who would look after them when I was gone?

And…