You think you can handle it until it actually happens to you.
Think of a short circuit
and how an inanimate object cannot move itself,
cannot change its fate.
So I stood confused in front of my door,
my 5-second short-term memory doing me no favors
as I tried to collect myself,
clinging onto the prewritten note on my phone
as my only lifeguard.
Even that was useless.
Nothing made sense,
and I drowned in the sea,
succumbing to the power of the acid.