Thoughts Of A Tired Man.

An exerp from an e-mail to a loved one.

Do you ever look out at the ocean and think "It looks quite nice out there, I think I will go for a swim.'

And then you get out there and it is really quite nice, calm, peaceful, restful. And slowly you unwind and your fears and worries melt away.

You close your eyes for what seems like a minuite, but when you open them you see that the weather has turned, and what was once so kind has become inpatient and restless. Agressive and violent.

You know you are strong, but the sea is massive and unrelenting. You struggle, and for a while it is easy. But the cold saps your strength and you soon find yourself struggling just to keep your head above water.

And all it takes is one small mouthful of water and you sink.