Cannonball
Having never scuba-dived before, having never even thought about diving before, hell, having been the kid that would execute the monstrous cannonball off the highest diving board before ever lowering himself to simply dive from the side of the swimming pool, I never thought I'd scuba-dive. One of the last thing I thought I'd ever bring myself to do in life was strap on some scuba equipment, hit the water and make waves beneath the surface. Somehow though, these days just don't seem to be as predictable as they used to be. Today drew learned a new little trick. How to scuba dive.
Let me think. Scuba diving. How hard can this shit be? Well, as I would find out, it wasn't, or isn't. Now I must admit, I was a tad apprehensive at first. Ok, so half of me was scared shitless, but it must be noted that my other half, the half that happens to govern my actions, was jonesing to get in the water, get it on and slap some fish around. After five minutes in the aqua-blue waters the nerves were calmed, my breathing relaxed and I was loving it. I was in the zone.
Diving is absolute bliss. An aquatic ballet among natures finest marine life. Brilliant fish and giant clams, reef sharks, lion fish and the lot all placed center stage on a kaleidoscope of coral. The under-water world seems to adhere to an entirely foreign set of physical laws and natural rules that aren't applicable to land-based human life. The passage of time alters itself. Movement conspires within a three-hundred-and-sixty degree plane allowing easy movement in any direction like an astronaut on a space walk or super hero in the climax of your favorite comic book. Ah the freedom and the wonderment of it all. It can not, and should not, be described in words nor by me. It must be experienced. There came a time underneath the surface of that water today when my body and mind began to slowly fade into the world of the surreal, as if I was the clock drooping from the wooden branch of a Salvador Dali. That is when life is at it's absolute best, when you have the sudden compulsion to ask yourself "Am I really living this life? Or am I, dreaming?"