If I was in an alternative universe and the stars had aligned differently this is how I'd go.
I got through life a little easier, maybe even finished my college degree. After some job searching I find a position open as a trainee bosun. Off to sea I go with a skip and a smile. Spend some years training, sailing and living my best life at sea. Nothing standing between me and everything mother nature can do. Climb the ranks and eventually become the captain of a small vessel ferrying people to and fro. I'm maybe middle age as this point or maybe a little younger since its not like I want to experience 30 years of nursing homes and bingo.
We set sail, nothing out of the ordinary so far. The skies a little ominous but we're not expecting a turn on the weather so we set sail regardless. Halfway through our voyage the waves are suddenly wild, whipped up by high winds. We batter down the hatches and brace for the storm. The waves climb higher, flooding our lower deck but we sail on, desperate to reach shore. Shore isn't coming, we're sinking. People scramble for lifeboats but I, not willing to leave my ship and friend, refuse to leave. The lifeboats leave and rescue is far away. My last breath is in the only place I've found solace and happiness, I will be with my boat now and forever. The end.