Today, I went on my first SCUBA dive. The instructor of the course was taking each student and showing them how to deal with different situations that may arise on a dive.
At one point he said "Now, I'm going to turn off your tank, and you'll know what it feels like to run out of air."
I thought that sounded like an adventure. I watched my pressure gauge go farther and farther down as he cranked the tank's air valve shut.
And then suddenly, my lungs refused to inflate.
I tried and I tried, and nothing happened.
That is probably one of the scariest things I have ever experienced.
I have never been properly grateful for air before today.
I love breathing.
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