My day yesterday was like a thermostat gone wrong, its needle swung from the hottest to the coldest temperature, back and forth, searching for the right measurement, unable to sense what is real and what is not.
I couldn't sleep last night, though I am a regular insomniac, but yesterday it was more acute than it has ever been, I could feel the wind changing its course and my stomach churning, pushing everything up that's stuck inside.
My gut knew but my mind didn't. My mind was going around in all directions like a ship that sailed itself into the Bermuda triangle, and was circling in the same path, over and over again .
We all have our Bermunda triangle moment, or may be not all, just the ones who continue to move from one coast to another, wrecking one ship after another,
in chase of the perfect shore.
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