If this was death it wasn't so bad. I'm not sad to die; I've just been depressed by life, by survival. I feel no pain in death. Death by water feels good after a life of fire. I chose this place, I chose this time subconsciously, then I saw what would happen and I knew this was what had to be. Nature defies itself and I defy it by choosing this, the route less travelled, and the less painful one. I don't want to get pulled out, I just want the end. I hope there is nothing beyond because I want nothing else. This death, this choice is mine. I'm not having flashbacks off my entire life, just the highlights, only the best and worst moments, only because I want to remember.