THE PYRAMID ROUTINE
If ever by some fate I end up in the middle of a deep body of water, be it an ocean or so, I have always believed I would survive my way back to the shore.
Well, as long as there are no sharks..hee hee.
For some not-really water lovers, being stuck in the middle of an ocean with nothing solid to grasp on to for life support is a struggle.
Well for me, it is purely pleasure.
Ever since I was a kid, I have figured out what can calm me the most...the beach.
I may not be the best swimmer in town; but I do not know anybody else who loves the water as much much much as I do.
In a beach, my favorite thing to do is to swim far from the shore and to a safe distance with the water deep enough so I can no longer reach the sand with my feet.
Then I float on my front and spread my arms and legs (just like a dead man's float) as if to welcome the water.
Then I let my heart beat in sync with the rhythm of the ocean and let myself be transported to a tranquil world.
I let the waves sway my body back and forth and side to side.
And before I know it, the waves have delivered me back to shore so I can do it all over again.