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Day 22: A storm as a living being.
I can feel the tension rising in my body. Eyes are full of tears and my face is wash of pink splotches from my temperature rising. Before I know my voice is raised and I am whirling about as my girlfriend grabs me. She is trying to calm me down but I am literally shaking and wailing in a circle. My friend calls my name but I am too far gone. My arms feel like bolts of thunder are flying around them and my cries are like lightning. I can’t believe my life has disintegrated to this flood of emotion and barrage of raining energy.
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Day 22: A storm as a living being.
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