At the moment

The strong parched-breeze cast by the sea slaps my face as little waves crackle on the shore of this low tide summer night. I sit by the boulevard, alone… lost in an awry of thoughts and feelings that are slipping imagined claustrophobia into my system like a lazy Monday morning. Overwhelming the senses, it plays tricks on emotions morphing me into a rabid bipolar polar bear hibernating in the season of longer days.
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