…and I Wake Up Suddenly Afraid of Dying

…or it’s the shadow of a cloud passing over Dobbins’ Landing, darkening the warm waves and the blue waters, then moving on.  Sunlight re-asserts itself, and that shadowy, moving blob is close to being something that never happened, something misremembered, dreamed in a fitful sleep. 

Or it’s like swimming suddenly into a spot of cold water in a freshwater pond.  Fear seizes my chest, instant and mortal, and I hurry my stroke, or turn back the way I came, hoping to avoid more cold.

4 Responses to “…and I Wake Up Suddenly Afraid of Dying”

  1. craigdelli Says:

    I understand that feeling totally

    • sethdellinger Says:

      Isn’t it horrible? You go through most of your life kind of ignoring the fact, but every now and then, for a few seconds, you’re like, “Holy shit, I’m gonna die someday!” Then (hopefully) it passes again.

  2. Honestly I try not to think about it but when it creeps into my thoughts it definitely can send a shiver up my spine! Especially when you have kids or the thought of losing your children or dying young when they rely on you the most.

  3. When I was a kid, the thought of death just overwhelmed me. I have learned to shove it back to the depths of my brain.

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