It's like standing in the Atlantic Ocean, not when the water is as clear as glass and everything is perfect.. but when the water is angry. Splashing up, knocking down everything in its path, then quickly and all at once pulls back and waits to strike again. It lets things go back to normal, lets things settle down, then attacks. Again. And again. And again. Until finally, the current is too much to bear and pulls everything under. It's scary at first, being under with no way out. But then something inside says "stop fighting". Some people choose to ignore that voice, they fight and fight until they get out. They finally reach the shore and everything is ok. Then there are the others, the ones who choose to let the current take them. They let it happen and they don't make it out alive.