Invisible forces will tug at you and try to pull you deeper, deeper, until the celestial blue of summer sky fades into the dark cerulean of the unknown sea.
But it gets better.
You'll find your arms and kick your legs, and you'll resurface, dripping with the sheer exhaustion of experience. You won't be back on shore quite yet, but you're close.
And when you wipe the salt water from your eyes, you'll see hope.