A dream a fight a smile a laugh a tear... it all comes rushing in like the tidal wave from a tsunami. As I struggle to comprehend the meaning the waves beat me further into submission. I bite down onto the thickest part of my hand and suck in the pain. I tremble as I tumble swirling convoluted thoughts. My head swells so big the pounding will not stop. I floss the edges, polishing them to shine. Without the physical, the mental won't unwind. Is this it? Is it where it's supposed to be, how it's supposed to feel. All I ever wanted was a taste of something real.