Halfway across Dancing with a friend or two. In such an atmosphere. I need another drink. maybe more. It didn’t take long for my paranoia to fall. and my paranoia started to deepen. People laugh and look at me. Everyone mocks my isolation with their solidarity. their loved ones. their happiness. As I staggered out of the club. I needed another drink. maybe a few more. Not knowing what time it is. I started to go home. The cold burned my fragile hands. and the wind blew on my bare face. Looking out.

I felt empty and out of place

Through the window of the bar. I think. No. some familiar faces. Jack. Josh. Bill and others. what are they doing there We planned to go to the club Denmark Mobile Database together. but they were all elsewhere without me. Several thoughts passed through my mind like a bad wind. I’m confused. then angry. then suspicious. and then I’ve seen enough. I walked home with clumsy steps. It was getting colder and the wind was like a hurricane. The way I feel we’re numbed by alcohol. I don’t know what it feels like. Now I approach the bridge to the house. there was a sudden rattling sound. and I almost fell off the bridge. It took all my strength to hold on.

I recognize a familiar face

I was desperately trying to regain my balance and Phone Number HK get to the other side. The wind kept blowing. trying to convince me to let the waves below swallow me whole. I was really alone. regained my balance and continued home before being blown away by the wind. I hurried again to the shelter deep in the house. Once inside. I crouched in a corner as usual. ready to let the destructive sea tear my home apart. Rebel Wave does just that. Stones fell on the hut. and the wood splintered helplessly. A relentless. overwhelming noise filled my ears. For hours. waves.