sea sick.

i'm sitting in a chair, and yet i feel i am falling over. i used to think i was low on protein, or sick, or... something. i didn't know how to respond to it for the longest time. now, when i suddenly realize i am queesy and feeling ready to hurl over the ship's railing... it is just a windy day, and the gusts are tossing my building like a Pearl of the Sea.

you think i exaggerate. i really don't.