I just needed some time to gather my thoughts. so I escaped to a island eye envisioned within the reality of my subconscious. You know, something like the matrix! And you know of course I write, so I transcribed algorithms of past accounts of emotions spent on frivolous encounters with batted eyes and curves that wood straighten narrow! Yes, I meant wood! And if I could I would chuck these hard times in the deepest part of the Ocean. Losing consciousness on this journey back to stable shores -I was presumed lost but Life found me Adrift On Distant Metaphors!
The book is in the way!