A tragedy has occurred near where I live. A young man drowned at a local swimming spot. It has impacted me because It is where I go to participate in my wet look fetish. I started going down there in winter this year and spring to go wading fully clothed. Now, I know that there is a difference between wading and swimming, and that I stick to the shallows mostly.

I don't know how this local man drowned, but it is just a reminder, a very grim reminder to myself that when I go out there, I am all on my own, and the local man had people with him. It really has hit home.

A twenty-one-year-old bloke, with life and all of its adventure's ahead of them.