Imagine preparing to jump. Calculating how far you should push yourself off to avoid smashing your skull on rocks beneath the surface.
Imagine tensing your muscles. Your gut screaming at you that you're a fucking retard for doing this. Bending your knees and pushing off.
Imagine the moment, stretching into eternity, when your feet first leave the ground. Simultaneously glorious uncertainty and resignation.
Imagine the water. Getting closer and closer. You can almost feel how cold it is already. Rushing towards you like a hungry lover.
Imagine the moment just before you hit the surface. Where you shut your eyes and hold your breath, bracing for impact.
Imagine that time stops around you. And you're frozen there, right above the surface. Unable to move. Welcome to my life.