CCL again

Today I have decided, for one day only, to return to a previously enjoyable writing exercise that once was a highlight of this blog. Today’s posting will be exactly 250 words. Not “up to” 250 words, not “give or take” 250 words, but EXACTLY 250 words. The challenge has been set and accepted and my fingers and brain (and Microsoft’s ‘Word Count’ feature) are ready to achieve their aim.
So let me tell you about a dream I had last night. I was swimming, in a private pool, and going along great, until I suddenly noticed that I’d somehow drifted out to sea and was bobbing about in fair-sized waves in the middle of a busy shipping lane. None of the boats could see me and if I waved my arms about to get their attention I would sink below the surface. With dawning horror I realised that I was going to die and I had to choose from three options. I could wait for one or more of the ships to clatter into me and inflict a fatal head wound; I could wait to be torn apart by a propeller; or I could take charge of the situation and let myself drown. I agonised over it while continuing to keep myself afloat as best I could, and I eventually settled on the third option: dive beneath the waves and let my lungs fill with water. It would be horrible, but it would be on my terms. 
And that’s 250.….

RC 12-6-17