The acidic tang of vomit still lingered at the back of my throat as I tried to find a normal breathing rhythm. Closing my eyes, I held the buoy and tried to relax. I bobbed up and down, being gently pushed by the waves. As I took my final deep breathe, images flashed through my head. Happy memories, of the beliefs that motivated me and of love. I then plunged down and everything turned to blue.