Why Was I Afraid?

Before she lied we always talked about going to Ireland to climb the cliffs by the ocean, so I decided to go on my own and nearly died when I slid on the rocks and fell to the beach. My mind slipped into the sea and for hours I laid under the indifferent sky settling onto the earth like a black and billowing tarp, a cold, soggy wind blowing sand to mingle with my blood. Before I passed out I remember thinking, that's it? I was amazed that this felt no worse than anything I had already dealt with, that the hardest of life comes only to the tired.