All my life I have dreamt of the water.
Infinite and constant, the enigmatic tides would hypnotise me as they rippled, rolled and raged against the jagged geology of the shore.
The ocean.
Enticed into its coalescent, melancholic dance by the moon as it waxed and waned; romancing me, seducing me, resonating deep within me.
Drowning in particular was a metaphor to me of holistic, euphoric surrender.
’find what you love and let it kill you'.