A shiver runs up my spine. Something heavy just brushed against my leg, leathery and slick at the same time. Not that I expected the music from Jaws, yet I’m surprised how quiet it is this far from shore. I think I see a white shape glide by me, but I can’t be sure. Still, I hope the cut I made on my thigh will soon do the trick because I have treaded water for what feels like hours, and I am scared to death of drowning. Ironic, I know. There it was again. This is it. Goodbye, cruel world.
Music pairing: Swim Good by Frank Ocean