o2 water brain calm oxygen

I kept my eyes open. Staring through the water. The first reaction to getting sunk in water is usually to close the eyes. If you refrain from doing so you'll see how calm it is under there. Maybe it's also the ear plugging effect the 

water

has.

The calm allured me. When was the last time I felt something considered 

calm

? I remained underneath longer. How long could I hold my breath? They said the reason your 

brain

can only last 3 minutes without 

oxygen

is because it has high metabolic requirements. Requirements that could only be met through processes facilitated by oxygen. And unfortunately there was no mechanism wane the neural hunger. No famine mode. Even after going a minute without air the neurons still demanded the same. Kept burning. Kept having these thoughts. Thought about calm. The wife. Ana. Nate that mother fucker. Wouldn't a better designed brain realize no oxygen had come in the 80 seconds, and reduce it's activity? How long could such a brain go without oxygen? Hours? Days?

Who knew. I considered dying here. These considerations were why I would die. Because the brain couldn't stop thinking. Even when thinking was what was killing it.

I counted two minutes. I couldn't hold my breath. I made to go up when I felt a stiff arm against my back. What the fuck? Who the fuck? Someone was holding me down. I panicked. Thoughts raced through again. By count, I only had 40 more or so seconds before I would pass out. I fought and fought, tried clawing for something but the water allowed only slow movements making me feel feeble like in a dream.

Then I felt myself being lifted out.

The sounds of the day came soaring back. Breath rushed into me.

"What were you trying to do?" a voice snickered. "Kill yourself?"